Judecorp.

We are supposed to have our new sectional sofa delivered today. And by "today" I mean "probably sometime between 8:30 and 12:30." Are you kidding me? The furniture store is literally down the street from me! Can I maybe get a better time frame? Blah! I sent Punk and Jennifer out to play so that she wasn't in the house all morning begging to watch this show or that show or getting bored watching me sweep and clean.

Jen wants to start reorganizing and cleaning the basement. I think that's a good idea, it's just terribly overwhelming to think about. Not only is all of OUR random crap in there, but a lot of random crap from my father's house is down there, too. We need to get approximately 3 billion storage totes and then maybe some shelving units so it's all stacked up nicey nice. We got a $100 gift card to Lowe's once from my mother for some holiday, and that will come in handy, except that the Lowe's is way out in East Springfield. Whine whine whine.

I finally hung up a piece of artwork that my brother and SIL bought for us in, oh, 2007? I don't know why we never did, it's really nice. Actually, it's not hung at all where I would like it (it would look perfect over the mantle) but the previous owners left a bunch of screws in the wall so I just put it on some. Good enough for now. I really don't know how people (read: Patti, Amy) manage to do all kinds of house projects and yard projects with toddlers/kids around. How is this possible? I can't wrap my mind around it. I know that if I spent an hour cleaning and had Punk in her room, she would have everything out of and off of every surface and it would be all over the floor. :)

I can't even tell you the last time I listened to music in the house. We should bring up the little stereo so we can have music in the house more often.

I would like to hear more about what relaxes you, what music makes you emotional.

I am not very good at relaxing. At all. I am not very good at doing nothing, or lounging around, or whatever. But I do like to have fun! So these are some of the things I think are fun: spending time with Jen, hanging out with friends, going to the ocean, hiking/camping, enjoying a little alcohol, and making out. Preferably combinations of these. Heck, if Jen and I could hike out to the ocean, camp with some friends, have a few beers by the fire and then make out, I think I would be all set!

As for music, pretty much all music makes me emotional. Well, except for music that sucks. There are a few Dar Williams songs that kick me in the gut ("The One Who Knows" is one) because of the content, and Ani DiFranco's "Gratitude" makes me bawl like a baby in the right mood, but really any song can make me emotional in the right context or if I have the right associations with it. I love music. LOVE. Especially live. Pretty much any music, when live, can get me going.

I just put on a little Peter, Paul and Mary "Around the Campfire" courtesy of redwink and after one song, little punk is sound asleep.

Somehow just the idea of a baby. OUR baby, sleeping in my arms to PPM makes me misty. I dreamed of these days.

Does anyone out there on teh internets have Peter, Paul and Mary CDs that they might want to *cough*burn*cough* share with me? I'm a big PPM nerd but all of my stuff is on cassette tape (yeah, I've been a big nerd for a long time) and I'd really like to listen to them again without having to go get one of the stereos set up.

If not, aah well, it was worth a nerdy shot. :)
Thanks!

By way of siercia, smurfbrother, scirocco, and jost:

From the multitudes: When you see this in your friends' page, post some 1980s lyrics in your journal!

Swan Swan H - R.E.M. - Life's Rich Pageant, 1986

Swan, swan, hummingbird
Hurrah, we are all free now
What noisy cats are we
Girl and dog he bore his cross
A long, low time ago, people talk to me

Johnny Reb what’s the price of fans
Forty a piece or three for one dollar?
Hey captain don’t you want to buy
Some bone chains and toothpicks?

Night wings, her hair chains,
Here’s your wooden greenback, sing
Wooden beams and dovetail sweep
I struck that picture ninety times,
I walked that path a hundred ninety,
Long, low time ago, people talk to me

A pistol hot cup of rhyme
The whiskey is water, the water is wine
Marching feet, Johnny Reb, what’s the price of heroes?

Six and one half dozen the other,
Tell that to the captain’s mother,
Hey captain don’t you want to buy,
Some bone chains and toothpicks?

Night wings, her hair chains
Swan, swan, hummingbird
Hurrah, we are all free now
What noisy cats are we
Long, low time ago, people talk to me
A pistol hot cup of rhyme,
The whiskey is water, the water is wine.

jodied was wise enough to bring her iPod recorder thinger to the Dar concert at Wellesley and has audiographic evidence of our wacky sing-along. It's awesome! So much fun! You're jealous!

CLICK HERE to hear all of us singing along with Dar!

I [heart] Dar!

Don't make me go outside today! Waaaaah! (Fairly light day - 1 school visit, 2 home visits, staff meeting, 1 home visit) It's freeeeeeeezing!

Jen started her new routine of getting up at 6:45am so she can make herself breakfast before work. This came from a conversation we had about when she saw the nutritionist and got some really great advice that she hadn't been able to really embrace yet. Breakfast is important, yo! My body woke me up at 6:30am because the sun was out. Damn it, I love longer days as much as the next guy but I hate sleeping farmer's hours. In Ohio, the sun came up LATER and stayed out LONGER and that worked much better for me. Aah well. I keep taking my temps earlier and earlier.

( Fertility stuff: )

I'm so psyched that the Dolly Parton Transamerica song is free on iTunes right now. YAY! Dolly Parton is so cute. I love Dollywood. I was there for my first honeymoon, yo!

Have a wonderful day, friends!