I am going to try to get through this w/o screaming. I’m not really crazy about all of the changes with WordPress, but what ever. Today’s prompt for Song Lyric Sunday comes once again from Mr. Jim.The prompt is Hold/Pause/Stop/Wait. I’m going to go with, ” Hold “. Using the song fromthe movie, “Bridesmaids.” The song is, “Hold On by Wilson Phillips.” The movie is just too funny. I might just even watch it again.
Hold On
I know there’s pain Why do you lock yourself up in these chains? No one can change your life except for you Don’t ever let anyone step all over you Just open your heart and your mind Is it really fair to feel this way inside?Some day somebody’s gonna make you want to Turn around and say goodbye Until then baby are you going to let them Hold you down and make you cry Don’t you know? Don’t you know things can change Things’ll go your way If you hold on for one more day Can you hold on for one more day Things’ll go your way Hold on for one more dayYou could sustain Or are you comfortable with the pain? You’ve got no one to blame for your unhappiness You got yourself into your own mess Lettin’ your worries pass you by Don’t you think it’s worth your time To change…
Have fun with the song, Happy Song Lyric Sunday, Happy Fall <3
Today’s prompt is, “No Rules.” Which I have to start out with a comment addressing someone who had to be snarky about our President who is fighting his own battle against this Plague. Unfortunately someone thinks that by following the, “Rules, i.e. I suppose wearing a face mask, blah, blah, and triple blah you are safe from this horrible virus.” Actually you are not. No matter what you do you can minimize the risk I suppose, but if this should tell you anything is that we are all at risk. Him as the President, I am quite sure they took every precaution to keep him safe from this virus, but the hater’s out there seem to think that if only he would have worn a mask then he would not have contracted the virus. N O T !!! He is our President and people should really check themselves...My mom is a retired Infection Control Nurse, the daughter is a nurse on the Covid floor at a local hospital and my sisteris also a nurse. You don’t understand how virus’s work. If they did, we would have a cure for the common cold which this virus is part of only on a more aggressive and dangerous level.
I have not worn a mask really at all. I don’t think I’m safer with a mask. I think the only people who should wear mask are the doctor’s and nurses or anyone who is in contact with infected people. Wash you hands, keep them away from your face, P E R I O D !!!! This virus is going to do what it is going to do and it is going to be over when it’s over and if anyone is responsible for the virus that would be China. I’m done with this virus, I’m so over it.
Now it’s time for my song for this Sunday…This is a song that always brings me and the husband to a great place. We sing it loud and dance it out. There are no worries when we listen to this song and if someone is down we just play it loud and proud and we forget about all our worries. He paints to this song and I plan listening to this song. Yes we are the Painter and the Planner. I think that’s kind of catchy 😉
Here’s the song…Promised Land by Elvis !!!! Enjoy
PROMISED LAND
“Promised Land”
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind I straddled that Greyhound And rode into Raleigh And on across Caroline
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle Halfway across Alabam’ And that hound broke down and left us all stranded In downtown Birmingham
Right away I brought me a through train ticket Ridin’ across Mississippi clean And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana Just to help me get to Houston Town There are people there who care a little about me And they won’t let the poor boy down
Sure as you’re born brought me a silk suit Put luggage in my hand And I woke up high over Alberquerque On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte Flying over to the golden state Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines and cool your wings And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte Flying over to the golden state Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines and cool your wings And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line
Happy Song Lyric Sunday and let’s have a great week !!! Blessings Blogger’s
Today I’m just going to jump back on and see where it goes…Anyone who knows me, knows that I love music and our relationship (whoever it is/was in my life) along the way has a song attached to it. So here’s is one for today w/the prompt for today is brother/sister. I never had a brother, I am one of four sister’s. The featured picture is an early one of us and the cousins. I believe the cousin picture still had a ways to go. Me and the sister’s were on the left. We were the four little girl’s and my sister was the one in the green dress. Yes we were Italian Catholics, need I say more 😉 . At one time we were all pretty close as my oldest sister was born in 55′ and I was the youngest born in 59’…I think there was a set of Irish twins in there too. My song for today is, “He’s My Brother <3 “
I’m just going to post this b/c I’m going to have to learn WordPress all over again. It’s changed a lot since I took a break from blogging so just bare with me. If you’re reading today’s blog and you know who you are, you’ll remember this song 😉 and how it applies to our relationship 😉 . Happy Song Lyric Sunday <3 .
