Music

I love music. This will come as no surprise to those who know me well. It was always funny to me during my pre-motherhood life when people would ask me what kind of music I liked. I literally listened to everything. e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. And I loved most of it. Pre-motherhood I was always buying cd's, downloading music, and searching myspace. I was an addict. And I loved it.

Motherhood hit and I learned the sweet sound of silence. No really. I'm sure (most) mom's would agree that when you get extra mouths to feed, your need to fill the silence diminishes. I find myself (even tonight) getting in the car by my self to go out, picking out a really good cd, pulling out of the driveway and realizing 20-30 minutes later that I never even turned the music up. Silence is indeed golden.

I've had many a "background theme song" in my day. You know, that song you just really connect with? I remember those songs, exactly how they made me feel, and why I connected with them so well. Want to know my "background theme song?" Yup, you do. Phillip Phillips "Home." I love it. So upbeat. It's one of those roll your windows down, keep the beat with your hand, bust your vocals kinda songs. I love it. Every time I hear it I think of "Claire" in Elizabethtown. If you haven't seen the movie, I'll let you borrow it. I have a deep love for this movie. I'm not even sure why... It's not the best movie ever made, but guess what? It has some great music!

So this "Home" song comes on in the car and I immediately think of the free spirit, let stuff roll off your back, Claire. (In her red hat. That I love) This song makes me so happy. I know 99% of you reading this are probably thinking this song is outplayed, overplayed, or dumb. If you think it's dumb, go away. If you think of the others, stop being so up-to-date with music. Have some kids or something!




Get it. Love it. Roll your windows down and play it.