“… Ohhho tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy…” The Christmas music played on the radio as she wrapped her first couple of presents. She wrapped and labeled as she went so, she would not forget any gifts. She marked off the names from her list of who to buy for and looked at who was left. It was a little over two weeks until Christmas and she didn’t want to be shopping at the last minute, not with the virus still rampant.
She silently wondered who was going to like their gift best. Hoped everyone would be happy on that special day and then sighed. This would mark the second holiday without her dad and the tenth without her mom. She missed them both so much. But they were still a part of her holiday.
For her Dad she would listen to a Big Bad Voodoo Daddy Christmas CD and her mom’s tribute would leave her with tears every time, from the Oak Ridge Boys first Christmas album it was the song of theirs that she loved the bast, “Thank God For Kids.” Mom’s favorite member, William Lee, sang this one. And as a special tribute had added a lyric to the end by thanking God for grandkids too. She cried because she missed her mother so and she had a beautiful daughter that made her so proud every day.
She wiped the tears and turned off the stereo. This ends another day of shopping and wrapping. Now it was time to think about dinner.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – comfort
The prompt I am writing for is a week old… OMG, how did I get so far behind!? Please forgive me. This new medicine routine I am on is really kicking my but. Plus I have added pool therapy twice a week I need to make time for. If I could just have a couple of good days I think I could get caught up, but naps keep sneaking up on me and my boyfriend is on a leave of absence for a month and so I am spending more time with him which means less writing time. Speaking of writing… let’s talk television.
I grew up in the era of a tv in every room. Ok it wasn’t to that excess, but the living room had one, a small portable in the kitchen, (why I don’t know but,) a small one in the bathroom and then of course one in the bedroom. Although growing up my sister and I shared one and it was never on at bedtime.
By the late 70’s the television became a toy too… the Atari 2600 game system and space invaders and pac man hit our house. My dad even designed holders for the joysticks so you could have a more arcade like experience… and it was easier to get a high score.
The 80’s came with cable television and many more choices. Then I grew up and work and family life took a lot of my tv viewing away. There just wasn’t time for it. We more often would use the set for VHS and DVD viewing.
Now the news is just depressing. There aren’t many good shows on anymore. I sit here today taking advantage, as I often do, of the music channels my cable company offers. Listening to a little adult alternative today while I write. And the music leaves me less distracted for reading prompts too, which is what I should go do to try to catch up some more. Do you have a favorite television show or channel?
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – television
This is the hardest easy challenge I have ever faced. It is easy because I LOVE music. It is hard because I love so much about music. So how do I narrow it down? How on earth do I just pick one topic about music to center on? Favorite songs, favorite artists, best concerts, who I have met, the time I got on stage, my first concert, the epic Farm Aid concert… so many choices!
I wrote a short poem in high school about music that was written in the shape of a music note. “It soars with joy, it falls with sorrow, only in music, can we find our tomorrows.” Just the first of many I would write about music and those that make music. I have also written some lyrics.
A friend of mine put music to one of the sets of lyrics and I have that on CD. It is such a rush to hear my words sung by someone! He is still performing blues in the Florida area instead of pop music in the Midwest, he is pretty happy to be back to work after the shut-down.
In high school we had to write our obituaries and I of course was a lyricist whose song had just hit number 5 on the charts when I died in a car accident at 36. But I had made it as a lyricist… a dream come true. Now at 53 I am still dreaming and still writing.
Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #17 – music
Tonight that muse of mine is rambling around in my head somewhere. but she refuses to come out and play with the word ramble. So instead of forcing some half-hearted post I turn to what speaks volumes without saying a thing sometimes… music. This time is does say something about a man who is on the move, a Ramblin’ Man.
I want to thank you all for being here to read and comment on my blog. So, the best way to say thanks is through a mix of music… I found more songs with thank you than thanks but you may know a couple of these….
First up a little old time Johnny Cash
Now I really wanted to put ZZ Top in here but that was just (I) Thank You, so we will look for a little Rock from Fall Out Boy for a song from this century…
And a special one for a friend recovering from surgery who loves Frank…
And a little rythm and blues from Ray…
Thanks again for taking the time for my blog, I promise more writing and less music next time. Stay safe everyone! (((HUGS)))
Ok, when I saw this prompt my mind instantly thought of music… there is ALWAYS a song. To honor those who worked hard and didn’t get to shine, I am sharing a video I found of Will The Circle Be Unbroken sung by a school choir who had their spring concert cancelled because of the pandemic. Hope you enjoy…