The Muddling Of Lyrics Corrected~I Hear What I Hear

On November 5, 2021November 5, 2021 By SuzIn As blogged by Suz31 Comments

Don’t judge me, but I enjoy listening to the 70’s and The Bridge (easy/soft rock) channels on my Sirus XM while in the car.

Never mind, judge away. These are the songs from my childhood. I can still see my Mom next to me, singing and dancing to these very tunes, neither of us encumbered by a seat belt.

{The mustaches. The hair. The suits}

SIDE BAR: Did I tell you I broke my nose at 11 because I ate the dashboard with my face while NOT wearing my seat belt?

I actually broke it one more time at 14, and at 16 I underwent Rhinoplasty because I struggled to breath through my nose.

Spoiler alert: I still struggle to breath through my nostrils.

THAT SONG UP THERE

I hear it all the time on my old people channels and one line has always baffled me.

Finally, this week, after forty something years, I looked it up for clarification and I’m glad to say, I wasn’t the only one who was confused.

I thought they were saying:

I’m not talking about Millennium.

I know that makes NO sense, but it worked for MY ears.

A clip of comments from Youtube:

Hello, yeah, it’s been a while
Not much, how ’bout you?
I’m not sure why I called
I guess I really just wanted to talk to youAnd I was thinking maybe later on
We could get together for a while
It’s been such a long time
And I really do miss your smile I’m not talking ’bout moving in
And I don’t want to change your life
But there’s a warm wind blowing
The stars are out and I’d really love to see you tonight We could go walking through a windy park
Or take a drive along the beach
Or stay at home and watch TV
You see, it really doesn’t matter much to me I’m not talking ’bout moving in
And I don’t want to change your life
But there’s a warm wind blowing
The stars are out and I’d really love to see you tonight I won’t ask for promises
So you don’t have to lie
We’ve both played that game before
Say I love you, then say goodbye I’m not talking ’bout moving in
And I don’t want to change your life
But there’s a warm wind blowing
The stars are out and I’d really love to see you tonight
I’m not talking ’bout moving in
And I don’t want to change your life
But there’s a warm wind blowing
The stars are out and I’d really love to see you tonight
I’m not talking ’bout moving in
And I don’t want to change your life
But there’s a warm wind blowing
The stars are out and I’d really love to see you tonight

Did you know the correct lyrics? Or maybe, you’re too young to have even listened to this song?

We’ve discussed before how song lyrics can really go over my our heads. (Bob Marley, Justin Timberlake) In those cases, I knew the lyrics, but the meaning of them confused me. Which is different from NOT hearing the correct words, Bright Suz.

One of my favorite ever mis-hearings is Kenny Rogers’ Lucille from when I was 10 years old.

I swear he was saying: You’ve picked a fine time to leave me Lucille; 400 children and crap in the field.

Only The Lonely by The Motels came out in 1982 when I was 15.

I was in the car with my Aunt singing this song and she corrected me when I sang: Only the lonely, get laid.

I’m laughing at the thought of it; I was so naive because everyone knows that lonely people don’t get laid.

Right?

The Coach is always singing the incorrect lyrics and I used to correct him and he’d say, I like my version better. So I quit correcting him. Really, who am I to correct anyone when I just told you what I HEARD.

Please make me smile with some of your mis-hearings.

XOXO

I’ve Got Feelings Yes I Do, I’ve Got Feelings All.Over.The.Place.

On October 8, 2021 By SuzIn As blogged by Suz19 Comments

While I was in GA I had some melancholy moments. My mood was occasionally dreary, my tears were plentiful and right at the surface, just waiting for one.little.thing to open the flood gates.

Why? It’s not exactly one thing, more of a combination. I feel the weight of my friends who are struggling; I feel helpless. Some instances (memories) of my childhood were brought to my attention recently by someone who knew me when I was a little bit of a thing and they took me down a deep hole of WTH? My Aunt and I had a clarification of an incident that happened when I was 15 that took us both by surprise. Also my ~~whoremoans~~ hormones might be showing off. Luckily my Aunt Trisha isn’t phased by my crying and can often join in with me. Then we have a good laugh, especially when it comes to my upbringing and how I persevered. She was also a witness to some of it, although not there consistently enough because of living distances.

I did take the time to write a slew of things down, thinking I might share at one point. Getting it down on ~~paper~~ laptop did feel cathartic.

Onward and upward, you’ve got a lot going on Suz!

A few cute things to share with you, some are mine, some are from the Internet Gods.

This might have been my Aunt Trishas face at one point.

To be clear and NOT make anyone worry, not of my concern is of my daughters or my main squeeze. We good.

Even my Fed Ex guy felt like I was checked out. He’s more intuitive than I thought.

One of these things is not like the other.

These two always brighten my day. Can you also appreciate a being who doesn’t care if they fit in or not, they’re still there for the party?

Here they are on our 10 hour drive home.

Thank the Good Lord I didn’t see any bodies flying out of vehicles this time.

If you really want to know what makes me chuckle? It’s stuff like this:

I still laugh even after reading it 15 29 times.

I can hardly get enough of the Happy Guy Happy Dog videos. If you haven’t seen them, you’re missing out on free JOY.

I watch them over and over. At first, I was thinking:

This song is SO annoying.

After watching 10 videos:

This song is so catchy!

When the dogs and I arrived home we were greeted with a home upgrade. We now have beach front property! The pool/lanai update has begun.

Lillie is wondering where all the lizards are that she loves to chase.

Mum. wher da yumi fast tings?

This Too Shall Pass.

My mood is lightening and the sun will shine again. Probably directly into my eyes, but you know.

Signed,

Your friend Suz who occasionally isn’t that damn chipper.

XOXO

The Day I Tried To Eliminate My Remaining Marbles

On August 16, 2021August 16, 2021 By SuzIn As blogged by Suz20 Comments

This is a post I wrote in 2009; I stumbled across it recently, read it and had tears streaming down my face. I’m sharing so you can get another glimpse into the Insanity That Is Suzanne.

Random family photo from 2009. I appear to be NORMAL.

It started off as a typical weekend day.
I slept in, then moseyed myself to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
I checked on the girls and they were being typical as well; one on the couch watching TV, one on the computer watching YouTube.
I made our bed; Coach left a few hours earlier for softball practice.

I went out to the backyard and fiddled with my compost.
I found several ant piles en route and went back and treated them.
I cleaned the guest bathroom.

I sent the girls to their rooms to clean.
I took the dogs out to the driveway to run a bit and get their exercise.

I heard something down the street that sparked a memory. I stopped in my tracks, cocked my head sideways trying to determine if I heard what I thought I heard. It was a familiar sound, but I was not sure it was real.
It was a sound that I had not heard in many years.

My heart started beating fast.

I was getting a weird feeling in my stomach. My hands and my feet started to tingle.

I didn’t feel right. I was about to lose it.
I had to get the girls’ attention. AND NOW.
I couldn’t be bothered with going back into the garage and through the mudroom door into the house to get them.

I needed them NOW.

I started calling for them from the yard. LoLo…..Linds!!!!!

I ran to Lindsay’s bedroom window and started banging, screaming her name. LINDSAY!

The dogs looked at me like I was a crazy. Little did they know, it would get worse.

LINDSAY!!

Linds pulled the blinds back and looked at me like I was a crazy person. Because I was.
I screamed to her through the window:

THE ICE CREAM MAN IS COMING!!!

She pursed her lips and said: You are lying.
I screamed through the window:
No, I’m not, he’s really coming…he is coming down our street!
Get out here NOOWWW!!!

In a flash, she came running out the garage with my wallet in hand.
I suppose she believed me now.
Then I looked at her and remembered her sister had been fooling around with a flute earlier; maybe that was what I was hearing.

Was I overreacting?
Am I really hearing the ice cream truck?

I asked Linds, and she confirmed: Yes, there is a musical vehicle heading this way.
She started jogging down the driveway and then suddenly she put on her brakes and turned back towards the house.

She realized she still had on her Hello Kitty boxer shorts and decided to change.

I almost lost it.

Me: THERE IS NO TIME FOR CHANGING!
She ignored me and ran back into the house.

I just knew she was going to miss this golden opportunity.
It was as if I had injected with a shot of adrenaline; I was crazed.

I started yelling into the house from the garage: Run Run Hurry up Run Linds, HURRY!

By now Lauren heard all the racket, came out and looked at me like I was insane.

Me: Hurry and run down to the street and get an ice cream.
The ice cream man is coming!!

She stared at me with a fearful expression and went back into the house.

Linds came running back out of the house and I could just now see the front of the ice cream VAN coming into view.
Me: run down there before it passes by!

You would have thought the ice cream man was giving away baby dolphins by the way I reacted to his arrival.

Linds ran down the driveway, opened the gate and met the ice cream man in the street.

I had such a huge grin on my face by now, satisfied that we DID THIS, but my blood pressure was still very high.
I ran into the house for the camera, knowing that this may never happen again.

Lindsay came back in with her ice cream and we had a good 15 minute laugh about the whole thing.

I came to my senses and realized what a kook I am and his made me laugh all the more.

We live in a semi-rural area, so I’ve never seen an ice cream truck in our ‘hood. It just doesn’t happen.
They just don’t come around, or if they do, we may be inside and we would never hear them coming.

Later on after the incident Lauren said she thought someone was breaking into the house and I was telling Lindsay to run for her life.

Lindsay told me that the neighbors must think that I am insane; she said I made it sound like someone was chasing her down the street with a knife as I was telling her to Run Run Run.

I explained to the kids that as a child we had the ice cream truck coming by all the time and we could hear it blocks away. We would run from wherever we were playing to our house to find some money to buy said deliciousness.

Of course we could not hear our parents in the next room telling us to do something, but that truck…that truck was music to our ears.

Then it dawned on me. I really did want an ice cream and in all the craziness, I did not get one.
I called Coach and asked him to pick me up a push-up pop on his way home and he did; no questions asked. Geeze, that was the stressless way to get an ice cream in 2009.