I'm planning a 90's party for my girlfriend's 30th birthday and while looking for a "rockin" play-list, I came across some of my favorites from the 80-90's. Her play-list will involve much more dance/party music (which I didn't include for your sake).
Here's a few I (Annie) loved back then. Clearly I couldn't add ALL the songs I loved from my younger years but here's an idea...
Have fun down Annie's memory lane...
80's
This song reminds me of my younger years out in California. My father (and mother) were HUGE Beach Boys fans. They actually took us to a BB concert at a Padre's game. I remember that during this song they started throwing thousands of beach balls throughout the stadium. This song also reminds me of the Wild Rivers water park (we used to go there every summer with a group of family friends). I loved my childhood in CA!
Paula Abdul - Straight Up by EMI_Music
Oh Paula, I remember singing your songs with my girlfriends and trying to make up dances to this one...we had braces and uni brows back then... :) Ok, well I did.
This one I LOVED! We weren't supposed to watch MTV but my older siblings were sneaky. I used to dance to this (I was only 5). Looking back, this is a weird video but still love the song and the crazy greasy hair....
This one reminds me of my older sister, she made me fall in love with Prince. I know, he's so odd ... I have an 80's music problem.
Such a classic, I adored this song!
Who doesn't love this song?
Clearly there was also much Tupac, Offspring, Green Day, Weezer, & Snoop....
90's
The 90's must start with my MOST favorite band of ALL TIME. U2 "Achtune Baby" was the first CD I ever purchased and since that time, U2's music hasn't failed me...
So amazing.... I loved this song and still do:)
The second CD I bought, which makes me laugh....I just loved her at 14 apparently:)
And the third CD I bought...wow, my first three CD's were so different! This one's still my favorites by Radiohead:)
I remember listening to this song by Pearl Jam on the long drive from CA to Michigan:) Oh the teen years!
So 90's....
I'm a HUGE Enya fan, this one reminds me of high school for sure;)
So sad but so pretty.... I pretty much listened to this song over and over for like a month I think...
I know, Elton John? I just love this song though....
Pretty much in love with the movie and soundtrack! Oh Leo...
I remember dancing to this....LOVE:)
So good--Foo Fighters
Beautiful song, used to drive in my Pontiac Sunbird to this one.... bahahaha!
Just loved Third Eye Blind in High School. This one's my favorites for sure:)
Really? Why is Sting so amazing?
Now I'm just tired. I'll have to move past 1999 another day! I've got lots more favorites that I didn't add to this list. Oh the younger years:)
The story of a hot chaplain, a not-so-normal chaplain's wife, and two wildly beautiful offspring. Oh, and a little autism on the side:)
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Things I do-do....
Sometimes I wonder about my woman-hood.
THAT I DON'T DO THAT I SHOULD...
1. Cut coupons. Ok people, I know they can help me save money but, all I want to do with them is throw them away or tear them up with my teeth like a wild beast. Like when I go to the store and get my receipt and it takes 4 minutes to print out coupons for random things I don't buy (aka butt cream)....I want to just run. I know, it's so bad. I'm a bad woman.
2. Follow recipes well. I burn stuff. I try so hard and get really excited about recipes but when they don't turn out, all I want to do is throw the pan against the wall. I'm great at "crock potting"--- that sounds bad. First time I cooked for Josh I set the pan on fire and set the deck on fire for that matter. No big deal.
3. Wear matching socks. I don't ok!? All you freaks out there who have to have matching EVERYTHING...this one's for you. I'm laid back, what can I say. Yah, I'll rock one brown and one dark grey sock, who's going to stop me? That's what I thought. P.S. I don't match my purse either. Eat it.
4. Like Tea. I hate it. I am clearly not English.
5. Woman as President? No. I hope I don't get in trouble for saying this but it's true. All you women out there who want to fight me on this...please don't. I think men are more stable and generally better decision makers. Maybe what I really mean is...I should not be President, because if I was, Cheez-Its would be free and Red Vines would grow on trees.
THINGS I DO-DO THAT I SHOULDN'T... (I said do-do)
1. Like the show "Top Gear"- it's an English show about cars. It's clearly manly and I'm totally addicted. It's pretty nerdy. I've tried to stop but I think the English accents have sucked me in and I can no longer fight it. My husband loves it...
2. Watch Golf on TV. I'm kinda in love with watching golf and golfers for that matter. I have done some investigation into my past as to why I have such an odd love for the game... I blame it on my father mostly...for watching HOURS of golf. Now that I think about it, I also love the smell of fresh cut grass...well, and gasoline. I have issues.
3. Pick up people off the street. Since having Bella, I've tried to not do this (for her safety) but I'm a sucker for picking up people off the streets when it's raining or hot because I feel bad for them.
4. Eat Nutella like it's my job. If I could bathe in Nutella, I would. Not kidding.
5. Slap butts like a baseball player. It's not appropriate. Sorry if you have been a victim. I literally cannot stop it.
I'm sorry in advance for the thoughts you are having about me. Josh, are you embarrassed to be married to me at this point?
THAT I DON'T DO THAT I SHOULD...
1. Cut coupons. Ok people, I know they can help me save money but, all I want to do with them is throw them away or tear them up with my teeth like a wild beast. Like when I go to the store and get my receipt and it takes 4 minutes to print out coupons for random things I don't buy (aka butt cream)....I want to just run. I know, it's so bad. I'm a bad woman.
2. Follow recipes well. I burn stuff. I try so hard and get really excited about recipes but when they don't turn out, all I want to do is throw the pan against the wall. I'm great at "crock potting"--- that sounds bad. First time I cooked for Josh I set the pan on fire and set the deck on fire for that matter. No big deal.
3. Wear matching socks. I don't ok!? All you freaks out there who have to have matching EVERYTHING...this one's for you. I'm laid back, what can I say. Yah, I'll rock one brown and one dark grey sock, who's going to stop me? That's what I thought. P.S. I don't match my purse either. Eat it.
4. Like Tea. I hate it. I am clearly not English.
5. Woman as President? No. I hope I don't get in trouble for saying this but it's true. All you women out there who want to fight me on this...please don't. I think men are more stable and generally better decision makers. Maybe what I really mean is...I should not be President, because if I was, Cheez-Its would be free and Red Vines would grow on trees.
THINGS I DO-DO THAT I SHOULDN'T... (I said do-do)
1. Like the show "Top Gear"- it's an English show about cars. It's clearly manly and I'm totally addicted. It's pretty nerdy. I've tried to stop but I think the English accents have sucked me in and I can no longer fight it. My husband loves it...
2. Watch Golf on TV. I'm kinda in love with watching golf and golfers for that matter. I have done some investigation into my past as to why I have such an odd love for the game... I blame it on my father mostly...for watching HOURS of golf. Now that I think about it, I also love the smell of fresh cut grass...well, and gasoline. I have issues.
3. Pick up people off the street. Since having Bella, I've tried to not do this (for her safety) but I'm a sucker for picking up people off the streets when it's raining or hot because I feel bad for them.
4. Eat Nutella like it's my job. If I could bathe in Nutella, I would. Not kidding.
5. Slap butts like a baseball player. It's not appropriate. Sorry if you have been a victim. I literally cannot stop it.
I'm sorry in advance for the thoughts you are having about me. Josh, are you embarrassed to be married to me at this point?
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
On this side of heaven, or the other...

Me to Josh in tears:
"It's hard for me to pray to God about Bella, because I ask him to heal her and there's a huge chance He won't....I feel stupid even asking"
Josh to me in tears:
"He will heal Bella, either this side of heaven or the other"
How many times do I pray myself to sleep begging God to take away Bella's autism. Lots. It's true, I feel silly praying that prayer because her life (most likely) will be a constant up hill battle. But, as a mother who knows the capacity God has to heal, I cannot and will not stop praying the "big prayers". I remind myself of all of the times I have praised God for choosing Bella for us and that her disability was planned before she came to be. That when God plans out blueprints, he chooses special people for children like Bella, ones who will extol His name continuously. The fact is, we have no choice. Bella's condition makes us cry out to God daily (for strength and joy) and for that I am thankful). However, some days I want God to hit the "rewind button" as if he made a mistake and will press play again and our lives somehow will be perfect. In my soul I don't want that at all. I want God's plan for us to run it's perfect course. I love Bella just the way she is and have already seen how God has used her in the lives of countless individuals (including ourselves) to bring them closer to God. She's a little missionary for sure.
When I have these days, sometimes I shut my eyes and picture Bella in heaven. Her body in perfect condition, her mind....well healed. My eyes fill with tears at this thought. It's a beautiful picture and is sweet as honey to my heart. I will hold her hand and discuss the ways I love her and how God is good no matter what.
I think I have decided to pray for small miracles (a new word, or a day free of tantrums), even though I'm the type of person who is "all in" or nothing:) I like praying big prayers for some reason. As though the little prayers are too small for God. I specifically pray today that the words trapped in her mind would be released (I know she understands far more than we are aware). Every once in a while she will pick up letters and name them one by one out of order, or say a phrase in context, or the entire alphabet. Lord show us your power.
No matter what Lord, your will be done (even though your will might not match mine completely, I surrender that to you). :)
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