I learned this week…
…that it’s turning out to be a rough year for music. This week we lost another great – Robin Gibb of the Bee Gees. As I said last week, the Bee Gees were a staple in my house growing up. Many of their songs rank among my favorites, many of them from the disco era, but the tune that I love to listen to over and over is this one:
No surprise that it was released in the sixties – the greatest musical decade in the history of rock & roll. RIP Robin Gibb.
…that I smell clean, or so a woman at my local mall informed me this week. I’m going to take her unsettling observation as a compliment, because to do otherwise would cause my overactive imagination to kick into overdrive and I will begin to believe that I am destined to die at the hands of a deranged serial killer whose taste for blood is triggered by the April fresh scent of my fabric softener.
…that the loss of my tooth crown virginity is a momentous occasion – at least to the staff at my new dentist’s office. I have to say, I’m confused by their level of excitement. This is how the conversations went:
Hygienist #1: How many crowns to do you have?
Me: None.
Hygienist #1: None? This is your first?
Me: Yes.
Hygienist #1 (with a giant grin on her face): Awww.
One week later at final fitting and placement:
Hygienist #2 (as she studies my panoramic x-rays on a computer monitor): You don’t have any other crowns?
Me: Nope.
Hygienist #2: Really?
Me: Really.
Hygienist #2: Oh wow! Your very first. Awww. (she then gives me a motherly pat on the shoulder)
I think someone should inventory this office’s supply of nitrous oxide.
…that a bit of positive feedback goes a long way in boosting my creative confidence. I unveiled the opening scene for my work in progress rewrite this week to my writing group. I’ve agonized and obsessed over this particular scene for weeks. I was apprehensive about their reaction. They can be a tough crowd, but the scene was well received. I made it through an entire read without any snickering or side jokes regarding some unintended sexual innuendo or inadvertent Yoda-speak.
…that I have a new theme song. Sara Bareilles is on of my favorite singer/songwriter/performers at the moment. She just finished a grueling tour schedule and is now going to enjoy a little time off before she heads back into the studio. As a parting gift she gave her devoted fans a five track EP. It’s musical perfection, as usual, and I have a new favorite.
***Warning: This is not a song you want to crank up at work or in the presence of your children. There is quite a bit of crude language so considered yourself warned. Enjoy.
…that last, but not least, this week’s awww moment is brought to you by the elusive Blue Jay who feeds in my backyard. I’ve tried for weeks to sneak up on the wily little bastard to snap a picture or two. My patience finally paid off.
Of Bears and Boating 