Every New Year's Eve, my parents and I would watch Guy Lombardo on TV. That spoiled me with good music, and I've never been able to watch any television New Year's celebrations with more a "modern" flair since then.
I hope you all have a blessed 2011!
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Showing posts with label New Year. Show all posts
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Music Monday--Guy Lombardo
Every New Year's Eve, my parents and I would watch Guy Lombardo on TV. That spoiled me with good music, and I've never been able to watch any television New Year's celebrations with more a "modern" flair since then.
I hope you all have a blessed 2011!
I hope you all have a blessed 2011!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
It's Christmas!
Ok, its the 7th day of Christmas. Nevertheless (why is that one word?) it is Christmas all over again here.
Allow me to explain.
The good thing about having ADD is when you (or in this case, I) lose things and think perhaps they disappeared, or that your ADD self in another life and time had inexplicably gotten rid of them for good, they miraculously turn up, safe and sound in your basement. Some even in plastic boxes.
I wanted to start on one of my new year's resolutions today--to redo my bedroom. Well, my ADD had kicked in and I wanted it done NOW, which just isn't realistic. In fact, doing much of anything at all is not realistic at this point for a variety of reasons involving logical consequences (is there a such thing as pre-consequences?) Anyway, in utter frustration and disgust, I started cleaning out my basement instead. After throwing away numerous boxes, I discovered some of dh's music that we've been looking for for the better part of a decade. Also, I found some family pictures I have been wondering about. So, now I get to run around my living room with a hammer and some nails, gleefully redecorating!!
Also, I found an Episcopal hymnal, which I've been wanting for some time. I'd forgotten that we owned one. Modern Catholicism is not known for its beautiful music, and during my foray into Anglicanism I became an admirer of their music. Now dh and I can work up some of these hymns for Mass.
All in all, a good start to the new year. (Ok, technically a good ending to the old year.)
Allow me to explain.
The good thing about having ADD is when you (or in this case, I) lose things and think perhaps they disappeared, or that your ADD self in another life and time had inexplicably gotten rid of them for good, they miraculously turn up, safe and sound in your basement. Some even in plastic boxes.
I wanted to start on one of my new year's resolutions today--to redo my bedroom. Well, my ADD had kicked in and I wanted it done NOW, which just isn't realistic. In fact, doing much of anything at all is not realistic at this point for a variety of reasons involving logical consequences (is there a such thing as pre-consequences?) Anyway, in utter frustration and disgust, I started cleaning out my basement instead. After throwing away numerous boxes, I discovered some of dh's music that we've been looking for for the better part of a decade. Also, I found some family pictures I have been wondering about. So, now I get to run around my living room with a hammer and some nails, gleefully redecorating!!
Also, I found an Episcopal hymnal, which I've been wanting for some time. I'd forgotten that we owned one. Modern Catholicism is not known for its beautiful music, and during my foray into Anglicanism I became an admirer of their music. Now dh and I can work up some of these hymns for Mass.
All in all, a good start to the new year. (Ok, technically a good ending to the old year.)
It's Christmas!
Ok, its the 7th day of Christmas. Nevertheless (why is that one word?) it is Christmas all over again here.
Allow me to explain.
The good thing about having ADD is when you (or in this case, I) lose things and think perhaps they disappeared, or that your ADD self in another life and time had inexplicably gotten rid of them for good, they miraculously turn up, safe and sound in your basement. Some even in plastic boxes.
I wanted to start on one of my new year's resolutions today--to redo my bedroom. Well, my ADD had kicked in and I wanted it done NOW, which just isn't realistic. In fact, doing much of anything at all is not realistic at this point for a variety of reasons involving logical consequences (is there a such thing as pre-consequences?) Anyway, in utter frustration and disgust, I started cleaning out my basement instead. After throwing away numerous boxes, I discovered some of dh's music that we've been looking for for the better part of a decade. Also, I found some family pictures I have been wondering about. So, now I get to run around my living room with a hammer and some nails, gleefully redecorating!!
Also, I found an Episcopal hymnal, which I've been wanting for some time. I'd forgotten that we owned one. Modern Catholicism is not known for its beautiful music, and during my foray into Anglicanism I became an admirer of their music. Now dh and I can work up some of these hymns for Mass.
All in all, a good start to the new year. (Ok, technically a good ending to the old year.)
Allow me to explain.
The good thing about having ADD is when you (or in this case, I) lose things and think perhaps they disappeared, or that your ADD self in another life and time had inexplicably gotten rid of them for good, they miraculously turn up, safe and sound in your basement. Some even in plastic boxes.
I wanted to start on one of my new year's resolutions today--to redo my bedroom. Well, my ADD had kicked in and I wanted it done NOW, which just isn't realistic. In fact, doing much of anything at all is not realistic at this point for a variety of reasons involving logical consequences (is there a such thing as pre-consequences?) Anyway, in utter frustration and disgust, I started cleaning out my basement instead. After throwing away numerous boxes, I discovered some of dh's music that we've been looking for for the better part of a decade. Also, I found some family pictures I have been wondering about. So, now I get to run around my living room with a hammer and some nails, gleefully redecorating!!
Also, I found an Episcopal hymnal, which I've been wanting for some time. I'd forgotten that we owned one. Modern Catholicism is not known for its beautiful music, and during my foray into Anglicanism I became an admirer of their music. Now dh and I can work up some of these hymns for Mass.
All in all, a good start to the new year. (Ok, technically a good ending to the old year.)
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
The Last of the Summer Wine
In honor of the New Year, I wanted to post the lyrics to Last of the Summer Wine as read by Bill Owen (see previous post.) Very moving and beautifully read. (It's the second recording on that YouTube video I posted.) Anyway, here it is: The last of the summer wine
The blossom soon begins to fade
A lonely bird high on a hill sings
Autumn’s on its way
The memory of summers gone
Like passing summers cross my mind
Reflections of the yesterdays
that made our summer wine
The misty haze of golden days when we were young
That heady brew of finding love
Then love passing on
The last of the summer wine
The sweet bouquet of memories
when days were long and nights so warm
I still remember these
We laughed and loved maybe too well
The best laid plans of yours and mine got left behind
Time went too fast
Just like our summer wine
Though shadows grow longer now
Leaves start to fall
I still feel the warmth of you
But most of all
This cup of life of ours we drank
Now grapes are few upon the vine
So let us toast of vintage days
The last of our summer wine
And always remember this
The promise that I made to you
This summer wine of ours, my love,
Will last our whole life through.
The Last of the Summer Wine
In honor of the New Year, I wanted to post the lyrics to Last of the Summer Wine as read by Bill Owen (see previous post.) Very moving and beautifully read. (It's the second recording on that YouTube video I posted.) Anyway, here it is: The last of the summer wine
The blossom soon begins to fade
A lonely bird high on a hill sings
Autumn’s on its way
The memory of summers gone
Like passing summers cross my mind
Reflections of the yesterdays
that made our summer wine
The misty haze of golden days when we were young
That heady brew of finding love
Then love passing on
The last of the summer wine
The sweet bouquet of memories
when days were long and nights so warm
I still remember these
We laughed and loved maybe too well
The best laid plans of yours and mine got left behind
Time went too fast
Just like our summer wine
Though shadows grow longer now
Leaves start to fall
I still feel the warmth of you
But most of all
This cup of life of ours we drank
Now grapes are few upon the vine
So let us toast of vintage days
The last of our summer wine
And always remember this
The promise that I made to you
This summer wine of ours, my love,
Will last our whole life through.
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