FLO

I was going to try to post last night, but my Internet connection was flaky, so I just went to bed instead.  I wanted to report that I did, in fact, manage to get both loads of laundry washed and dried (and some of it is hanging on a rack…).  It wasn’t all folded before Mark came home, but it was close.  It’s still in baskets, though.  I will work on that today.

I’ve set myself several goals today, and while working on one of them I decided to listen to some music on my laptop.  I have some of our CD connection on here (I love iTunes and my iPod…)

I wanted to be sure to listen to Flowers are Red (you can read my post on January 5, 2007 about the song).  So, in iTunes I typed in "FLO" to search for it.  Half a dozen songs popped up that had those characters somewhere in the name/artist/composer.  For fun I decided to just listen to all of them, and thought I’d share today’s play list.  Some are obvious, some I had to look further to find out why they were included:

Norwegian Wood (This Bird has Flown) Lennon/McCartney, sung by P.M. Dawn
San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair) John Phillips, sung by Scott McKenzie, from the Forrest Gump Soundtrack
You’re the Devil in Disguise Bernie Baum/Bill Giant/Florence Kaye, sung by Trisha Yearwood, from the Honeymoon in Vegas Soundtrack
Wild Thing sung by Animal, Floyd and Kermit the Frog, from Kermit Unpigged
You Don’t Bring Me Flowers Neil, Alan & Marilyn Bergman, sung by Neil Diamond and Barbra Streisand
Flowers Are Red, Harry Chapin

This was fun.  I’m going to try other letter combinations and see what other interesting playlists I can come up with.

Before I get back to work, I wanted to share a funny poem, too.  My husband usually does bed time, but for the last two nights he has been out of the house at bedtime, and it has fallen to me to read.  He is reading Prince Caspian by C.S. Lewis (one of the Chronicles of Narnia).  I usually read something short to the boys — lately it has been Shel Silverstein poetry.

Here is one that really struck me last night.  It is from Silverstein’s book A Light in the Attic

In Search of Cinderella

From dusk to dawn,
From town to town,
Without a single clue,
I seek the tender, slender foot
To fit this crystal shoe.
From dusk to dawn,
I try it on
Each damsel that I meet.
And I still love her so, but oh,
I’ve started hating feet.

2 comments

  1. joyce says:

    I just love Shel Silverstein too. So funny and witty. Did you know he wrote ” A Boy Named Sue” that Johnny Cash sang. It sounds like every blogger on the block has an ipod. I guess I need one too.

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