Showing posts with label Blast from the past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blast from the past. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Commercials

Commercials are everywhere. I don’t mean just on TV or the internet. I listen to commercials now when I’m in the grocery section of my local Wal-Mart. If I don’t use commercials a break to hit the bathroom or grab a snack, I try to tune them out. I sometimes wish that my daughter could learn that skill so we are not asked for items such as Squinkies. But that is neither here or there…

I believe that the makers of commercials recognize that this often the case with today’s viewers so they use different techniques to try to grab your attention. Otherwise what is the point…?

You know this… I know this… No one is fooling anyone here. However, I must admit that although it grabs my attention when they use a popular song from the past … a small part of my musical heart breaks.

Examples that just immediately sticks out in my mind…

Twisted Sister’s “We’re not gonna take it” being used for YAZ.

A-ha’s “Take On Me” being used for Geico

Or the countless companies that use “What I like about you” by The Romantics



Is nothing sacred anymore?

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Line dances!

Cupid Shuffle

Macarena

Electric Slide

Cha-Cha Slide


Did you start picturing the steps in your head? Bringing back memories?

I know these dances do for me…. Baseball games, high school dances, and nightclubs. Good times and good memories…

Did you know that there are many more line dances that exist? Personally, I didn’t realize it was this many.

I wonder what the next big line dance that will take over the dance floors of America… Or am I too old to know such things? :)

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Reminiscing musically

During the work day, I listen to the radio to help the day move forward. Lately, I’ve been listening to 105.7 The Crush for it just recently changed formats to “90’s and more”.

Bonus? It is commercial free until “Super Sunday” which I assume is Superbowl Sunday. *shrugs* I never realized that the date of the Superbowl is called “Super Sunday”. I guess I am a little behind in the times. And, I think I am okay with that. The Hubby says that it is commercial free because they have no paid advertisements yet. I’m okay with that too. Commercials are annoying. Anyways, I digress…

The music is basically covers my life from last two years of high school through college through first few years as an “adult”. So, you can imagine that there have been a lot of memories that have been popping up as I listen to the music.

Overall, I’ve been enjoying the ride. The memories have been delightful (for the most part) reality breaks during the work day. For instance, I got to hear our wedding song play the other day. It was a pleasant surprise and definitely put a smile on my face.

I’m not sure if I am going to continue to listen to the radio station through at work after “Super Sunday” though. The music is great … but I think the reason it has been great is because I haven’t heard a lot of these songs in a long time. And, although I am enjoying the memories… I’m sure they will lose their “specialness” if I listen to this music all the time.

In the meantime… I will just rock my head back and forth as I listen to “Enter Sandman” by Metallica.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Ten years ago

Yesterday marked our 10th year wedding anniversary. It’s hard to believe that it has been that long. This anniversary seemed to affect me more than any other one.

I found myself reminiscing about the actual date. I wish I could remember where we stored our wedding video. A good friend of ours at the time personally filmed the ceremony. Although, he was not a professional video-grapher, it was such a kind thoughtful gift. It would be nice to re-live the day... and show it to our Little One.

Some of the events / memories of the day, I can still remember like it just happened yesterday. I remember the Hubby looking so pale during rehearsal. In fact, I remember the Best Man telling me after the rehearsal that if the groom is going to faint, that they don’t plan on catching him. I remember that our limo couldn’t fit the whole wedding party as we were driving from the church to a nearby park for pictures. It didn’t bother us… we made everyone squeeze in with us as if it was a big party. I remember that one girl totally knocked another girl in the eye with her elbow in trying to catch the bouquet... or how the DJ came with funny props for The Hubby to wear at various points of the reception. Unfortunately, I remember some of the mistakes that the hotel made in setting up our reception room… such as the tables were set up so that our wedding guests could see our backs rather our faces.

I remember bits and pieces of the ceremony itself, a ceremony that the Hubby wrote himself. I also remember him looking scared for I think he truly believed that I would change into this whole different person once we said “I do”. I also remember that our minister reminded me of Armin Shimerman (the gentleman who played Quark from the TV series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine).

I also remember that we were completely sick with a cold that we got from our Best Man as we headed off to our honeymoon to Alaska & Hawaii. We probably could have fended off that cold if it wasn’t for the lack of sleep and partying that took place the days leading up and including the wedding date.

Most of all, I remember looking over the happy faces of our friends and family throughout the ceremony and celebration. I remember the smiles and laughter that filled the room during our reception… especially those that embraced the inner child and played with his/her rainbow slinky (the favors).

I know that we are not where we wanted to be at this time in our lives. During our honeymoon, we had promised to head back to Hawaii and re-live our honeymoon for our 10 year wedding anniversary. Instead, we are finding ourselves going out to dinner and a movie for our anniversary celebration. Marriage is definitely hard work. There is no denying that. Despite the curve balls (or heck, the strike-outs), I think we have lived (and will continue to do so) a good life.

Despite everything, I couldn’t ask for a better partner in life. And, I believe that he feels the same way about me.

So, here’s to another 10 years!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

A little bit awkward…

I must admit that I am feeling a bit awkward in writing on here today. I guess I was being a bit naïve about it. In my head, I knew that anyone would have the ability to read my thoughts or opinions entries (even if only a few). However, I truly believed that my reader(s) consists mostly my blog-reading friends and the occasional individual who is just trolling.

That belief bubble was popped a couple of weeks ago. I received a message through my facebook account from a person I haven’t talked to in 14 years. In the message, the person mentioned that he read my blog… and not only read the recent postings but apparently read the older ones too. I was caught completely off guard from hearing from this person. I thought I had lost this person completely from my life… our lives… when communication ceased a few months after my mother/his wife passing. So many feelings just started running through my head … old and painful feelings of my mother’s passing and the events that followed. I also felt relief to know that he was still alive and a little bit happy that he had reached out. I honestly thought that he wanted to forget that we were in his life.

I didn’t respond right away to the message. I used the excuse of going away for a lake house weekend retreat as a viable reason (if only in my head) not to respond right away… I needed to decide whether I wanted to “open a door or heck … a small window” in my current life for this person… I needed to decide whether to let my siblings know that he had contacted me… but if I am going to be completely honest, I must admit that a small part of the reason is that I wanted to make him sweat it out a little.

After the long weekend, I did reply back. And, now I wait…. It has been almost 2 weeks since I’ve replied back. I’ve heard nothing… and I am slowly coming to terms with that. I’ve been happy that I had decided to wait before telling my siblings. After all, why should I expose them to this emotional turmoil that I’ve been experiencing? During the day, it has been somewhat easy to push my feelings to the backburner for I have been so busy getting the bridal shower ready for my friend or working at this busy time at my job. However, the feelings of doubt, etc seem to crawl and slither into my consciousness during those few minutes before fall asleep or after waking up in the morning. I’m not sure how I am going to be once this shower happens and this busy time at work passes. Time will only tell.

I also realize that I haven’t written on here during this time period too. Again, I thought that I was simply too busy to do so… but that’s not the truth. The truth is that this blog is another window to my life (a very small hole but a hole nonetheless). I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue with this or not.

This morning, I decided that I do … at least for now. I am just not so naïve about the concept of it as I once was.