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the road goes on forever.........

and the party never ends!
literally.
the west texas highway never ends, but the trip to and from is like no party you've ever been to.
no disrespect mister robert earl.

i have just returned from "the exchange".
about 2 or 3 times a year, i drive 3 hours to meet my parents in abilene to hand off the kids. i then turn right around and drive the 3 hours back to the metroplex. by. myself.

if you know anything about me, you know i am not a musical person. i love music, but it isn't one of my gifts. i barely have enough of a library to fill 1 ipod shuffle. and that's with some borrowed tunes from dave and crockett's library. yes, there are some pixar and beastie boys tunes mixed in as fillers.
not only that, but anything that is on my ipod is there because i stole it from someone.
i don't "find" great music.
but the 3 hours i am alone in my car, i get to listen to my music.
as loud as i want.
the best part? i get to sing. as loud. as. i. want.

all this to say that with the sweetest itunes library around, and nothing but the open road ahead of me, i took a trip down memory lane. so, sit back, pour yourself a pitcher and line up those bones.....

disclaimer:
a) there will be lots of name dropping and i have not changed names to protect the innocent. there are no innocents.
b)there is no order to these memories, chronologically, or by order of importance. just how they came out on my shuffle.
and
c) this post may open itself up to self-diclosure and reflection on my part. in which case, i will claim being drunk and deny any and all references.
enjoy.

alanis morisette-jagged little pill/air supply-greatest hits combo:
don't judge. just appreciate.
the summer i lived in the wayland house with kris and jenni. i learned to love running that summer. i purchased my first cell phone that summer. the summer i realized i am the girl boys love to hang out with, play sega with, take on road trips, shoot rats with, but never date. (i have decided my good looks intimidated them)

madonna's "true blue"& "borderline":
always takes me back to lunch sophmore year. the pinocchio's across the street was always playing that on the jukebox. thank you becca for getting your license before all of us to save us from only having to endure that for a week!

jim croce/eagles:
will always remind me of my dad. i don't really remember the time we lived in colorado, but i must have really loved it and being in the car with him because anytime i hear these 2 bands, i feel good and i think of him. he gave me a love for 70's music and the open road.

rick springfield:
209.
enough said.

randy travis:
my freshman roommate in all her basketball player hugeness (she was like 6 ft.+) dancing around in our ca-ramped dorm room with a bowl full of broccoli and hot sauce......on a daily basis.

life is a highway-tom cochrane, not rascal flatts:
the summer arch and bobby taught me to water ski. they had no patience and i had no skill. a great combination! i have never heard such words from 2 good baptist boys. how we stayed friends for so long after that, i'll never know.
the rascal flatts version gives me happy thoughts of my son.

lyle lovett-road to ensanada:
maurie rae! i loved hearing him every morning, so much so out of the dozen cd's i have purchased in my lifetime, 3 are his. see, i stole him.

indigo girls:
any and all high school younglife trips with scott, michelle, ginger, terri and the crew-polar bear weekend, zombie weekend, making cookies at terri's apt.

cutting edge-"i just died in your arms tonight":
kaki's birthday party in the 7th grade. that played all night long!

steve wariner/cranberries combo:
mary lee's "getting ready to" music. which always makes me think of our 2am giggle fests that were quickly followed by our 5am workouts.

jewel:
the ill fated "camel red's" trip to kansas with paul and myles. did i mention we did it in one day? again, how dr. mcC remained our friend after that trip is a mystery. then again, when was the last time i heard from him?

dave matthews-"crash":
thank you jay and albert for putting me on the cutting edge with dmb before he got big. i'll also thank you for letting me guest on your radio show as well.....somehow my broadcast career never took off....boy how much money would i pay to hear recordings of that show?

the outfield-"your love":
the one that made me drop to 9 hours one semester. (sorry mom and dad). made us miss weezer. (sorry albert). made me consider transferring to that place. (sorry 12th man). made me quote more movie lines than anyone cared to hear. (sorry marlee and kelly). made me laugh. and of course made me cry.
word on the streets is he's in seminary somewhere about to become a minister or something, in the midwest.....yeah, so would not have worked out. whew!

kenny loggins-danny's song:
crockett james. i had just quit my job with the illusion of being a stay at home mom. we were living in 2 rooms of our house as dave worked to renovate. we were poor, wait, were? but this song played on the radio all summer long and made me cry every time....i blame the hormones.

dixie chicks-"wide open spaces":
parker ann. she truly is her mother's daughter. she has a wild, crazy streak. she is the bull in the china shop. and, just as i'm sure i broke my mother's heart when i left for college and never turned back, i'm sure she'll do the same. i cry every time i hear this song. while i want my children to gain their independence and become theri own person, i and so do not look forward to that day. probably a lot like my mom.

steve miller band-"space cowboy":
do i really need to tell you who this song makes me think of? and why?

and most recently:
jason mraz-"i'm yours":
i found this song on my xm, thinking i had discovered greatness. much to my chagrin, my brother had just bought the cd. fast forward to their rehearsal dinner and this song shows up on their vido montage. now, everytime i hear it i cry. it makes me think of mike and amy and how much he loves her. i couldn't even look at him as i walked down the aisle! as hard of a time as i give her, i love her too and again......start the waterworks!

i need my counseling classes to start again, so i have other folks' psyches to work on. introspection is for the birds.

my million dollar baby

1 stray boot

+ 1 metal bed frame
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1 911 call and 2 bags of ice.

the paramedics assured us it looks worse than it is.
i guess we'll be using old pictures for our christmas cards.