Wuthering Hyders

What Was I Writing About?

I've never really been one to listen to much music on the computer. I usually only listen to it while I'm driving, but lately, there's more than likely a CD by "The Wiggles" (I'm going to miss Greg. He was hot. Or maybe it's just the fact that he kept my kids entertained for half an hour that I found attractive?) playing instead of Sarah McLachlan or Matchbox Twenty. Don't get me wrong, I expose my children to the classics (How can you NOT like The Beatles?), but I try to stay away from anything that has curse words in the lyrics. We sing along with Elvis, James Brown, Aerosmith, The Dixie Chicks, Collective Soul, etc. We even listen to a little Mozart and Beethoven here and there.

Anyway, I stumbled across an interesting website a few months back and had almost forgotten about it until today. It's called Pandora (http://www.pandora.com/) and it's one of the best ways I've found to listen to music, especially if, like me, you don't want to invest in a ton of CDs. They call it a music genome project. You can select an artist or song that you like and they will "build" you a radio station based on that style. It's a great way to discover artists you might not have otherwise heard of. For example, I'm listening to "James Blunt Radio" right now (I've got to get one of his CDs when we have a bit of extra change) and the mix so far has included Matchbox Twenty, Jack Johnson, and Coldplay. I hadn't heard of Jack Johnson (At least I don't think I have...), but I love the other two.

Aside from the fact that I sound like an advertisement, I think it's worth a mention. For the life of me I can't remember where I first heard of it, though.

So, here I am, listening to some rather laid back music and trying to de-stress. Nicci and Joel moved out today and I watched Katelynn and Leah for several hours. I shouldn't complain because the house was already a disaster area. For some reason, having four kids under five in the house puts me on edge, though. Plus, it was nasty outside again and bad weather tends to make me a little edgy, too. Nicci was not actually here. She's spending a couple of days in the hospital after having contractions last night. The twins aren't due until July so that's not a good thing. Joel said she's fine, now, but they want to keep her there to monitor her. I'm glad she's getting a much needed rest. I packed up my Nintendo DS and most of the games and sent it with Joel so she could have a break from the monotony of lying in the hospital bed. I remember how horribly boring that was. I really believe that being pregnant and in the hospital is worse than just being in the hospital (with some exceptions). Thank goodness she has people to come visit her. Three days seems like an eternity in a darkened room with no visitors. I should give her a call tomorrow and see if needs anything.

Abby will miss playing with Katelynn, but it's not like we're going to be here much longer anyway. (Is it moving day yet?) I'm sure we'll keep in touch. At least for awhile. Maybe longer if I can act like an adult and put a bit of effort into it. I've selective about the company I keep, but I rather like Nicci and Joel. Now if I could just get Sarah to move out here... Both my mother and Heath's seem to think I don't have enough friends. They keep trying to make more for me. I guess they think I'm lonely. I've tried to explain that that's not the case, but to no avail. I just don't have the time or patience it takes to let several people into my life in a more than casual manner. It's not like I'm J.D. Salinger or something. I DO know how to socialize. Like I said, I'm selective. If I'm comfortable with someone, I know that right off. If I'm not... Life's too short. Arm's length is plenty close enough, thank you.

Now that I've completely lost track of what I started writing about...

I'm in a journaling kind of mood tonight and I feel like I could just go on and on about whatever comes to mind. That's not something I'm really keen on doing in cyberspace, though. Must be time to go read a book.