Stay

Yes, I’m still alive…did you miss me?

I’m still posting away on that other site of mine.  I know I am neglecting this one.  Like it was a cheap thrill.  Like it meant nothing.  Like it was just another one night stand.  Meeting a great lady, hitting it off, getting to know her a lot better and then slipping away in the dead of night with no intention of calling back.

But it’s not like that at all.  I’m back now, am I not?  Sometimes a guy needs to sleep and eat too.  And I’m actually getting paid to be a productive employee, working when I’m at the office…

bawahahahaha.  I’m funny.

Getting back to Stay.  I heard this song on the radio this morning and it released a flood of memories.  Mostly of my time as a teenager listening to Shakespeare’s Sister and a heap of other great bands.  Let’s face it, the music video was ahead of its time and these two ladies can sing.  Their vocals will haunt the valleys of your mind.

It’s sad to think that youth cannot Stay with us and memories fade with time.  At least we have music and music is eternal.  It has the ability to recover moments of our life in picture perfect clarity.

I like how it feels

Yes I do.  I like the feeling of a Friday.  Who doesn’t?

Two days of not going to work.  Take away food.  Sleeping in.  Let’s all say it together… Aaaaaahh.

Get me some I like how if feels by Enrique Iglesias

This is not a video! Sorry guys. And gals.

Acapella

Be warned that this is another one of those songs that might become highly addictive.  It has inherent infectious properties, and not necessarily because it’s good.

Princess played this song to me and now…well it’s stuck.

Let’s sing Acapella as sung by Karmin.

Enjoy your addiction.

Whistle (While you work it)

Sometimes the only way to get through a day is Whistle (while you work it).  Even if the reference would be to whistle whilst doing actual work and not the shaking-your-arse-in-nothing-but-a-shirt type of working it.

This song is from Katy Tiz. I know, where do some of these names come from?  Blame the parents I say.

(She should get her some longer dresses, me thinks. Where’s her Dad?)

What the hell

How can this happen? I feel like Rip van Winkle, waking up and a week has flown by.  Spring has come and by the time I woke up birds have raised their chicks already!  I sincerely apologize for not sticking to my post schedule like I’m suppose to on this blog.

So it’s an obvious choice to say What the hell, as sung by Avril Lavigne, based on the fact that I didn’t realize how quickly time has flew passed me in the last week. where was I?

Coincidentally, ‘What the hell!’ is also a phrase that has become increasingly more common in our household.  We are spooning our teenagers from using it.  Because it’s annoying.

Forgive the obvious product placement in the video, this was obviously after her rebellious, Skaterboy phase when she stood for anything BUT consumerism.

Hold each other

Another new song!  I think. Anyhow it’s new to me.

Being blessed with two amazing kids is nothing to smirk about.  I have a fundamental appreciation of how lucky I am as a Dad to have those two in my life.  And they remind me of that fact every day.

As parents it’s our job to ensure that our kids understand the concept of unconditional love, provided that they do what we tell them to do…

It’s true what they say, when we hold each other it keeps my heart from getting older. As sung by A great Big World

Smoke break

It’s a new song.  Your welcome.

And one of those songs that speaks to all of us who try our best to keep the balls of parenting, career, friends, marriage and family up in the air.  Those of us who understands that it is actually impossible to do perfectly and accepts the moments when you slip and all those precious balls ends up rolling in a million different directions across the floor. More importantly, the songs speaks to those who understands that the only thing to do when those balls fall, is to get on your hands and knees, gather them in a pile and start juggling.  Again.

Those who know we’re only human after all.

It’s a universal truth that there are moments when you just need to breathe.  To sit down and take a me-moment.  To take that drag and blow out your fretting in little circles or take a swig of that whiskey and burp you concerns away.

Why the hell not?  We all need a Smoke break every now and then as performed by Carrie Underwood.

By the way, pretty has never been ugly…

Family affair

Allrighty then…I’m still not sure whether I should insert this video when I want to write about my family, and more specifically how great they are.  The specific clip might sent the wrong message if only for the way that Mary J. Blige is attempting to dress.  I say attempt too, as she’s failing miserably.

Please head my warning, watching this video will result in something that cannot be unseen.  I personally don’t think one person is meant to show so much thigh in a pair of pants, nor do I think it’s necessary to give the twins so much air…they might just fall out and hurt themselves.  She not young you know.  Gravity is a bitch.  And with no support…

Anyways I had a crazy evening with the family where we had to run around fixing and helping all kinds of shit.  It was awesome.  Being part of a family when we go through the motions of being a family.  It’s a Family affair as sung by a very slutty Mary J. Blige.

Africa

My post today is a celebration of the world famous explorer, humanitarian and fighter of Malaria, Mr Kingsley Holgate who is about to embark on another quest in his Landrover.  He has traveled around the border of the continent and has been to every single one of the 54 countries of the Motherland.

This time the modern day Livingstone is out to find the heart of Africa.  And with heart of Africa, I mean the geographical center of Africa, as sung by Toto.  It is somewhere in the middle of an uncharted rain forest in the Northern parts of the Congo. This should be a walk in the bush for the notorious adventurer.

Good luck Mr Holgate, save travels.

Oops I did it again

To all my 21 followers of this little piece of the web…I’m sorry!! Please accept my apology as I only  realised today that Oops, I did it again as sung by Britney Spears.  I haven’t stuck to my promise of posting every day.

It’s been a roller coaster week at the office and I barely had enough time to post on that other site called Ah Dad…After much deliberation and maneuvering I did manage to post there and not here.  I suck, I know, but remember, this project is my blogging affair…not that I imply an affair should be neglected by any means…

Let’s move on and forget about the things I didn’t do.  Let’s rather sit back and enjoy watching Britney in some red spandex, doing what she does best, on Mars. The place where men are suppose to come from.  If so, then “Beam me up Scottie!”