Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Music of the 70's

I don't when or how it happened. The other day I couldn't find any songs playing on the regular radio stations I listen to so I switched to the oldies station.   I seldom listen to the oldies station, well I always thought of music from the 50's and 60's when I think of oldies.  

Bands like the The Doobie Brothers, Lynyrd Skynard, The Rolling Stones and ZZ Top just never seemed like oldies music to me.   Great songs that I know my heart.  Songs that when ever they come on the radio, you have to crank it up.  My foot starts picking up the beat, my body starts swaying to the rhythm.  The songs just brighten up the moment and I can never stop listening to them.  How could they be considered oldies?

Last year Lynyrd Skynard was playing in San Antonio, Tx.   I brought tickets for our family to attend. It was an awesome concert.  We were surrounded by people in their twenties and they all knew the songs by heart also.   Bic lighters glowing and swaying to the music, it definitely was a great night.

Well, I still don't consider those great bands ready for the oldies station, but at least I have found a place that plays the music I love.   

Monday, March 28, 2011

For all the Girls

When I was in my younger days,
I weighed a few pounds less,
I needn't hold my tummy in
To wear a belted dress.

But now that I am older,
I've set my body free;
There's comfort of elastic
Where once my waist would be.

Inventor of those high-heeled shoes
My feet have not forgiven;
I have to wear a nine now,
But used to wear a seven.

And how about those pantyhose-
They're sized by weight, you see,
So how come when I put them on
The crotch is at my knees?

I need to wear these glasses
As the prints were getting smaller;
And it wasn't very long ago
I know that I was taller.

Though my hair has turned to grey
And my skin no longer fits,
On the inside, I'm the same old me,
Just the outside's changed a bit.

The First Day of Spring

The first day of spring has finally arrived.  I have been looking forward to spring all winter long.  The wild flowers on the roadside are starting to bloom.  The sweet fragrance of freshly cut grass lingers in the air.  The joy of spring is finally here.
Immediately my mind starts thinking of Sangria on the front porch, sitting on the swing listening to our favorite tunes.   Gardening and heading to the beach on the weekend.
Suddenly my heart skipped a beat.  I have been wearing my sweats all winter long.  It is time to get out my bathing suit and shorts.  Suddenly all my thoughts of spring came to a screeching stop.  OMG, I haven’t started working out yet.
The only thoughts going through my mind now are: Betty the yeti, Thunder thighs and Chunky monkey.   I know what was once a small muffin top now looks like a full split loaf of bread.  Why was I longing for spring, I ask myself.  Why have I been procrastinating working out?
Immediately I start searching through the DVDs for my workout video.  I know I had it this past fall, certainly it could not have gone that far.  I keep thinking to myself why did we not move further north where the winters last longer, maybe Alaska.  I keep searching for the workout DVD but can't find it anywhere.  Alright, improvise, turn the television to the 80's channel and work out.

One hour and ten aching muscles later, I start thinking to myself.  Why am I so worried about what everyone else thinks I look like.  I look good and feel good.  I am in good shape, just not the same shape I was in 25 years ago.