Music Fridays: Rose Colored Blues

Yesterday one of my cousins posted a picture of herself in an Instagram Story using the “post yours” sticker option. The prompt was to post a picture showing what you looked like five years ago. In the picture she’s holding a camera and looks like a just slightly younger version of herself. She always looks…

Music Fridays: Pa Mis Muchachas

Happy 2022! It’s been a rough start for many of my friends in Virginia. Heavy snow followed by power outages is no fun. I heard from a few of my work colleagues asking if I was happy to be in South Carolina and not in that mess. Yes, I am! I hope by now everyone…

Music Fridays: Blessed

It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. An even crazier couple of years, am I right? This morning I woke up with vague memories of last night’s dream, the first one with an appearance by my ex in a long time. I don’t remember much about the dream, but I’m going to attribute his cameo…

Music Fridays: Christmastime

Last week I ordered my Christmas present for myself. I’ve been setting a little money aside every paycheck for it for a while now and reaching my goal before Christmas worked out perfectly. It’s a Bluetooth turntable so I can play the records in my small record collection. Some of the records in my collection…

Music Fridays: The Joker and the Queen

There are so many songs I could have picked from this new album: Visiting Hours, Overpass Graffiti, Shivers. Each hit me differently but just as strong. I chose this one because I love its soothing and gentle melody and I think it does an excellent job of describing where I am in my relationship. I’m…

Music Fridays: Pink Martini

It’s Friday! I was torn as to what song to share with you today. I listened to Ed Sheeran’s new album this morning and I was tempted to share that, maybe by way of the new Tiny Desk episode featuring that album, because so many of the songs touched me in one way or another,…

Music Fridays: Simple Things

It’s been another one of those weeks for me. I’ve been thinking a little too much, maybe even feeling a little too much, if that’s possible. Every time I look at the calendar I remember something sad, like the fact that my dad passed away last October. This time last year he was still alive,…