There is no other mother like mine….to me….the best mother in the world. Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers for always being “the wind beneath our wings”…
There is no other mother like mine….to me….the best mother in the world. Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers for always being “the wind beneath our wings”…
It’s been a while since I posted on my blog. But, it’s time to return. This weekend will be the commencement ceremony at my university. Lots of emotion on my part with the graduation of many students I’ve grown close to. For them though, it’s the beginning of a new journey and I wish them all a future filled with success and happiness. And now…Pomp and Circumstance…
Does anyone else dream like me? My dreams are so real and with incredible detail. They come to me in three types of visions: haunting nightmares about actual events in my friends’ lives (fortunately not my most recent experience), flashbacks to recurring scenes and people, and lengthy stories that could almost become plots for a film.
Last night I dreamed one of those movie plots. I know they say dreams last only minutes, but as far as I’m concerned, I was dreaming all night long and the thing that stirred me out of it was my cat Huckleberry nuzzling my face.
As soon as I awakened, it was almost as if someone hit the rewind button in my brain and the dream played back. There was a hospital scene with a woman in the maternity ward, I was in New York at one of my favorite East River bridges, a cousin kept calling me with an update about the expectant woman in the hospital. By the way, my cousin was wearing a floral dress a la Jason Wu. I was calling to get a plane ticket for a flight to Houston, and the humor in my conversations with my cousin had me in stitches.
This morning I tried to figure out why I had that particular dream. Who had I spoken with recently? Why was my cousin calling from a “pay phone”? Who was having a baby? Why was I in New York? Considering the recent events in my life, I couldn’t make any connections. But that’s what’s interesting about dreams. Try as we might we can’t figure them out, although some people would say otherwise.
In trying to interpret last night’s dream, this morning I found myself walking down memory lane, remembering my friends and relatives, and thinking how peaceful life will be for a while after a rough two-three weeks of sadness after the passing of a dear friend and fatigue from numerous events at work.
As usual, my memories turn to music and I “scrolled” my cerebral slide bar for songs about dreams. All day long I’ve been humming Dream songs, but the one that has stayed with me the longest is Cass Eliot’s “Dream a Little Dream of Me”. Hence, my song of the day is:
My friend Cecil passed away Thursday, March 15. I still can’t understand why he had to leave us so early in his life, and I still can’t believe that I’ll never hear him laugh again. Our tastes in music were often wide apart, but there was one singer we agreed on, Dinah Washington. In tribute to my dearest friend, I dedicate this song by Dinah.
What does yogurt have to do with mambo? In Austin, Texas quite a bit. My favorite yogurt vendor is back in town and the spectacular green tea yogurt is just as great as ever, especially with bananas, strawberries and walnuts. This is absolutely the best yogurt in town. To celebrate my reunion with Mambo Berry I want to dedicate today’s song to them. Perez Prado’s Mambo #5 seems appropriate and this clip with Cuban dancers in colorful costumes reminds me of Mambo Berry’s colorful trailer.
It’s going to be a delicious summer!
Here comes the weekend. I’m looking out of my bedroom window. It looks a little chilly and the tree limbs are swaying. The sky is beautiful, dark mostly but with sprinkles of silver white clouds. The parking lot of my condo is quiet with not a single person moving about. I love times like this. Quiet rests my mind. But….it isn’t long before music starts passing through my brain and right now for some reason I thought of ABBA. Looks like my mood for the day will be an ABBA mood. When you think of ABBA many many songs come to mind but the one I want to listen to first is below. I’m in an ABBA mood and I’m in a Thank You mood. I feel thankful for my mother, the rest of my family, my cat Huckleberry who as usual is sitting at my side, and for all of the blessings in my life. Yes, life is good today. Thank You for reading.
“The Band Played Waltzing Matilda”: I heard a replay of Bob Kerry singing this song. He sang it in 1988 after winning the Senate race. I confused the song with “Waltzing Matilda”, but I’ve learned that they are very different. The song Kerry sang criticizes war and is about an Australian soldier who lost his limbs in the battle of Gallipoli during WWI. At the end of the song there are a few lines of “Waltzing Matilda”. It was quite moving to hear Kerry, who lost part of his leg in the Vietnam war.
I was going to post that song, but right now I’m in a mellow mood and “Waltzing Matilda” fits my mood much better. I’ve always loved this song.