What's your song?

I was sitting here thinking, yeah I know, blondes do that too. Anyway, it’s Wednesday morning and Ivey and I are here in our house alone. She is asleep and it’s quite! Can you believe it? Actually, I don’t know what to do with myself and I am revolting against cleaning anything – I did put a load of laundry in, but that doesn’t count because if I didn’t we would be swimming in laundry. How is it that two small boys and one tiny baby can wear so many clothes? Who’s changing them?

Normally my dad is here on Wednesdays, but Christa will be here later on today, so he is coming over tomorrow. He does that. My dad comes over a couple of mornings a week to help me with Ivey so that I can get boys to school and on occasion run to the gym, or some other errand(s). Emptiness in our home is rare. And since Ivey and I have both been sick this week on top of the four, no five, trips to Atlanta for doctors and hospitals, well silence is nice. Obviously, I am not good with it because I can not sit and enjoy it – there has to be something to do…and like I said, I refuse to do house work for the next thirty minutes.

I am actually sitting here trying to work on an article for our MAPS newsletter. I am stuck – blank – nothing. Sorry guys. Anyway, before Ivey went to sleep, I put on my IPod for her. I have a ‘kids’ playlist. Now that she is asleep, I switched it over to ‘my playlist’. It got me thinking, yeah that thinking thing again. Most of the songs I have saved have a memory attached to them. That’s the joy of an IPod I guess. My songs are very random. I was listening to Victory in Jesus, which makes me remember my grandmother singing in church. She did not have a beautiful voice, but a distinct voice that I can’t shake from my memory. Her laugh was the same. There’s this Dixie Chicks song that reminds me of my friend and old roommate, Trista, whom I miss unbelievably. Can’t help but giggle just thinking about her. Then there is Baby Got Back – that’ll take you back. I can hear that song playing from Stacey’s (get this) red t-top Camero with the big speakers in the back; I refuse to give you any other details. What’s the Frequency Kenneth reminds me of some college days. Etta James’ At Last is the song that Matt and I danced to at our wedding. My favorite is Fire by the Pointer Sisters and Pachelbel. The list goes on and on…

Ivey’s little story has its own designated songs that have distinct meaning and memories for me. Wonder by Natalie Merchant defines Ivey to a T. Ordinary Miracle makes me smile at her. The Toy Story song You’ve Got a Friend in Me makes me think of Ivey with her brothers. Little Miss Magic makes me think of Matt and Ivey - Matt loves Buffet. Every time I hear Standing Outside the Fire it makes me feel empowered. I remember the video told the story of a DS boy and his family. It makes hard days easier - Music is becoming more and more import around here. Ivey loves it. Ivey loves Enya’s Wild Child. Come to think of it she likes several Enya songs. The first time I heard a song by Dar Williams I cried. It described my journey with Ivey – to me. It is a beautiful song.

Some of Ivey’s songs are on the playlist at the bottom of the page if you want to hear any of them, just hit end on the computer, it'll take you straight there. If you have time listen to Dar Williams’ The One Who Knows. (Just click on it)

Usually, the best stories are attached to a song. So what are some of your favorite songs with stories?