Sunday, July 22, 2012

Eating my own words!!!

This morning is a great Sunday morning. We sat in the hot tub, I'm drinking my morning coffee, the air outside is still cool before it gets sweltering, and I have a rare chance to pick up my guitar and just let it rip.

In my head, I'm reliving the glory days as I feel the old familiar burning sensation in the tips of my fingers. I am thinking that I am sounding really good as I harmoniously wail Michael Penn's "No Myth". The feeling builds and I stand up automatically taking on the guitar stance, as if the music itself is coming from the inner depths of my soul.

I'm going through my old list of favorites, ending up on Melissa Etheridge's "No Souveniers". There is a really powerful bridge in the middle inundated with slow, meaningful power chords where she belts out, "No shirt...no shoes...no jacket...no blues...your car's for sale...you forward your mail...your cutting your hair... you don't wanna know where I'm calling you from...or how come..." I am really feeling it, in the moment, livin' the dream for that one second ...until Senia Mae walks up to me and says "OK, Mommy, that's enough," as she turns and walks away, completely unimpressed.

My own words were used against me in the meanest, cruelest way! I pick up my poor, deflated ego as I retreat back onto the couch to watch another episode of Max and Ruby with my two year old, who sits happy and content at my side. I know your not cool when your kids are teenagers but I thought at this stage I could still be a little bit cool...next she'll probably blurt out..."Not today, Mommy!" AARG!! Yes this IS what my life has come to!! How funny is that? :)
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