There are many, many benefits and joys associated with my new life but I think the GREATEST one of all is becoming reacquainted with my music collection. By way o' brief explanation: most of my CDs were stuffed into overhead storage while I lived in El Casa Móvil de Pennington and were inaccessible, at best. Not so today (and yesterday): nearly all my CDs are not only accessible, they're right at hand. And we have been going through all these titles with relish. Yesterday was all classical, today we're into pop tunes.
And speaking of relish (ahem)... an example: I hadn't played Joan Osborne's "Relish" CD in more than a few years and our mood has been elevated significantly this morning by tunes like these:
"If he can't fix it gonna find a boy who can..."
Joan!! Over HERE!
And I'm pissed off about bein' the cops
And you're pissed off about bein' the maid
And how long till they shut off the phone
Or til the next time we get laid
Let's just get naked
Just for a laughI've been blessed in this life, in that I've known at least two or three women who had an attitude like Ms. Osborne expresses in song. Where'd they all GO?