Things I Teach My Niece

Now that my niece is 12, I feel like she's ready for her musical training to begin with her wacky aunt. I'm hoping to teach the young grasshoppa that there's more to life than Top 40. I had to really work hard to find CDs in the house, because seriously, who has them anymore? But I thought these 4 here might be a good starter pack toward a lifetime of seeking and finding great music beyond what the radio plays for her. We'll see what happens.....

Indigo Girls

Despite Our Differences, 2006

Not my favorite record of theirs, but has some really

great tracks including Three County Highway,

and Little Perennials, which is a fave of The Droid. Also

has a really rocking tune featuring Pink!

(Yeah, that Pink!)

Dave Matthews Band

Crash, 1996.

Again, not my favorite record of a favorite band

but probably the first really recognized mainstream release

of the band at that time. Has the very well-know title cut

as well as the awesome tunes Drive In, Drive Out and

Lie in Our Graves. Oh, and it has Two Step and #41.

You know, this actually is a pretty good record!

It's no Remember Two Things or Under the Table,

but probably the last good one from this band.

(Sorry, Dave.....I still think you're cute.)

The Beatles

#1, 2000

I tried to give this one to the kid, but her Mimi snatched

it away for her own. But who wouldn't love it?

With all the great and memorable hits, it's the best

introduction to the band that should be in everyone's

favorites. If it's not, reevaluate your life's

priorities immediately!

The Joshua Tree

U2, 1987

The seminal record that made U2 a household name

in America. It's hard to really impart how much this

record meant to me in 1987 and how much more I came

to love it the older I got. I even made a very big point

of that fact that Where the Streets Have No Name is my

all-time favorite song of all time ever.

Here's hoping I can pass on the best to this

impressionable child! I'll report back with results!

Reclaiming Your Childhood: Priceless

This story might take a minute to tell. Bear with me. When my sister and I were little girls, my mother took us to a large baptist church in town. Even as a child, I never remember feeling welcome there. But I do remember the lovely older couple that kept my Sunday School class. They gave us saltines and kool-aid, and I remember thinking they would be nice grandparents to have. At Christmastime, the Sunday School class was set to have a random gift exchange. Every child was supposed to bring a gift that could be exchanged with any other child.....no specific gift designations. I received the gift of an Avon 7 bead necklace which was very popular at the time. I loved it so much and was thrilled to have it! I was somewhere between 5 and 7 at the time. (Back in the 1970's and 80's, Avon was a cosmetic company that was also known for it's inexpensive jewelry. I couldn't find a price on what this necklace would have cost back then, but apparently there is ...

My Week with Rumor

My dog Rumor was an experiment. A trial offer. And all parties knew that going in. Except for maybe Rumor. Rumor was an outdoor country dog. His given name was Ruger (named after a firearm if you don't know, I didn't) which made sense for a dog raised in hunting country. He was a stray that came to live with a loving family at about the age of 1. He lived outdoors, slept in a garage crate at night, frolicked with an older dog pack and had a lovely life. We think he was about 4 years old. He had been neutered, had vet care and was by no means a "rescue". His dad offered Ruger to me on a give-it-a-try basis. He knew I wanted a dog. He told me Ruger would be sweet to me and also be my protector. He was right on both counts. He told me if it didn't work out, I could bring Ruger back to him and his wife. I could tell they were a little sad when they dropped him off. It made me glad to see that Ruger came from such ...

NYE for $200, Alex

Can we all just agree that New Year's Eve is the worst of the string of winter holidays? I would even go so far as saying it's THE WORST of all the holidays. I loved when Stanford Blatch defined a party as feeling very "forced festive". To me, most NYE parties feel that way. The idea that this is a big year-end blow-out and we'd all damn well better make it awesome! The reason I hate NYE is because it combines two of things I most hate about celebrations: cold weather and crowds. Plus it's during a time of year when everyone has already spent all their money. AND you usually have to the leave the house. ADDITIONALLY, you have to stay up late. It's a big F.U. from me on all this. I would dare say that some of my happiest New Year's memories have been spent at home in my pajamas with either my child, an S.O. or happily alone. I remember one unforgettable year of moving into a 3rd floor apartment on NYE. I rememb...

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