Midnights gone............and I'm not

I love music, it is to me what a blanket is to a two year old.  It seems to be able to express my feelings and emotions when I can not find the words to do it myself. Music has pulled me through some bad times and has been there through good as well.  I know as a Christian that God was there too so chill a little mom, your girl is still grounded but this is about me and my love for music.  I am neurotic about it.  I once broke into a guys car at school because while we were out of town he had been to a party at my parents house that our hired farm hand had thrown and this poor soul had stole a cassette tape from me.  He was pissed that I let myself into his car, I pointed out I was pissed he stole my Lover Boy tape, what could he say?  Man, walking down that memory reminds me I may or may not have had an attitude back then.  My graduation present from my parents was a stereo system, you know the old school kind in the wood and glass case on wheels with speakers the size of a modern day mini fridge and a turn table, I still use it, just saying.  I also keep all my music libraries in alphabetical order and the lowest point in my life at the time was when I was 23 and had to sell off my CD collection to buy food for my son ~ that was a defining moment in my life.  Almost all, ok who am I kidding, all the major life events in my life are filed in my memory by the song playing at that moment.

I grew up watching Friday Night videos and pretending to be a rock star while belting out songs into a hair brush in the comfort of my room. Dreaming of the day I was going to leave this one horse town and head out into the great big world.  I still feel sorry for anyone in the house during those days as a singer I am not, couldn't carry a tune to save my soul. The PS3 sing along game my nieces have, they hide it from me, seriously they do.  Not to say that they don't love me, they do but even in elementary school they are smart enough to know that not every person should be given the microphone.  Maybe that is why I appreciate music so much, it is one of the things in life that I have never been able to master.  However, now I have turned to rambling and I need to get back on track, I know me rambling, who would have thought?

This weekend we have been putting the basement back together, we had a flash flood in June that flooded the basement under about a foot of water, it was not pretty, and it happened while Terry was out of town of course.  What a mess.  However, he and the boys put new flooring and walls in this weekend so we are all moved back in and while we were doing that I decided to go through all my CD's that I have been storing for years in the entertainment center and it was like Christmas I tell ya!  Like putting on your favorite blue jeans and t-shirt and running around barefoot (another favorite of mine).  I have every single album/CD that Bon Jovi put out, even his solo ones and to my surprise, several country CD's (a phase I went through trying to impress some silly boy).  Not that I have anything against country, I am a country girl at heart but I have long since traded in my horse for more conventional ways of travel.

Well, I have just been given the look by the boys and hubby that tells me time for blogging ins over and that they want me to make them something to eat.  I should, I guess as this is the only night I will be home this week to make supper.  As I go I will leave you with a few words for Terri Clark's song Mindnights Gone ~ seems to sum up the day:

Everyone I run into
Has known me all my life
There are no secrets you can call your own
Since the age of seventeen
I've faced the morning light
Saying this day is the day I'm gonna go
All I have to do is drive away
But the things that make me crazy
Always make me stay

But I can't pull the trigger on that changing world out there
With all these dreams I can't believe I'm still standing here
It's time to face the fact that I'm not the rebel that I thought
'Cause midnights gone but I'm not