Miscellany & music 11 Mar 2006 03:58 pm
lazy, hazy, unseasonably warm
Bumblebees….FAT ones, are buzzing around the screen. I noticed today that there are purple blossoms all over the lawn. Quick! They’re easy to see past and miss. We ran through the Greenbelt and saw the willow in bloom, the water rushing, the daffodils (yes the daffodils again!), and had a Walnut-War. Phat Baby in his first real sneakers toddled all over the place. We bumped into friends; gotta love livin’ in a small town! I need a Cummings (or Cummins) poem on wind.
Home again, home again…weekly lunch of cheesburgers, real fries, and shakes while dancing the kitchen. Happy day…. Feelin’ mellow…here are the lyrics from John Legend’s Ordinary People:
Girl im in love with you
This ain’t the honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue everyday
[Bridge]
I know i misbehaved
And you made your mistakes
And we both got room left to grow
And though love sometimes hurts
I still put you first
And we’ll make this thing work
But I think we should take it slow
[Chorus]
We’re just ordinary people
We don’t know which way to go
Cuz we’re ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we’ll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we’ll take it slow
[Verse 2]
This ain’t a movie no
No fairy tale conclusion ya’ll
It gets more confusing everyday
Sometimes it’s heaven sent
We head back to hell again
We kiss and we make up on the way
[Bridge]
I hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel just like walking away
But as our love advances
We take second chances
Though it’s not a fantasy
I Still want you to stay
[Chorus]
We’re just ordinary people
We don’t know which way to go
Cuz we’re ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we’ll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we’ll take it slow
It’s touching because a it’s real love song, full of the complexity and honesty in a long term commitment. Plus, his voice is smooth with a raw touch of reality; it sounds genuine, believable.
The clothesline is raised and the boys have a new foxhole. I’d kind of like to just lie down on my porch swing in the breeze and doze….
