I Am Music

Yesterday morning, my bug boyfriend showed up to do his monthly anti-insect thing, and after he sprayed all around the outside perimeter of the house, I invited him in to do the inside of the outside wall of the laundry room (if that makes any sense), because, as I oh so cheerily told him, "You can actually reach it now, because my husband had to empty out the entire room due to a water leak!" Always a silver lining, eh?

Only, NOT. I followed him downstairs to revel in the sight of the accessible exterior wall and realized that Larry had already managed to throw a bunch of stuff back in there and half the wall was blocked. My bug boyfriend tried to pretend that was perfectly normal and all, but EMBARRASSING.

Things are better today, though, because I took my kids to the bowling alley, which had 70's music playing (because it is ALWAYS the 1970's in bowling alleys, and WHY?), and I heard both "Delta Dawn" and "I Write the Songs"; so my life is just about perfect right now.

"Could it be a painted rose from days gone byyyy?" I still remember Helen Reddy singing that song on the Carol Burnett show. And I used to have the Barry Manilow piano book, so I played "Weekend in New England" and "I Write the Songs" over and over during my oh-so-exciting teenage years. And the one concert I went to was a Barry Manilow concert, when I was 17.

As you can tell, I didn't give my parents a speck of trouble.

In other news, my neighborhood has rats. I was trying to pretend that the rats would stick to one or two yards in the neighborhood (because rodents are really conscientious about property boundaries like that), but yesterday my neighbor informed me that his dog had recently attacked and killed a rat that had emerged from a hedge right next to my house.

So now I'm packing. Anyone want a spacious, well-insulated townhouse in a neighborhood formerly known as desirable?






For your listening pleasure, and no, I don't know why women were dressing like that in 1973...

Comments

  1. I hated both Helen Reddy and Barry Manilow back in the day. I can't believe you turned out ok!!! On the rat thing: I had rats under my front porch in my last house! One day I casually looked out my glass storm door and saw baby rats frolicking on the front stoop. Make sure everybody around you takes in their bird seed. That is what attracted them to our house. Our next door neighbor had all these bird feeders. And we had bird seed just stuck in our shed that they eventually found (after first discovering our neighbors bird seed). We called a pest guy and whatever they did really worked! But you have to be vigilant because they come back.

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    1. Yup, we've all already taken down the bird feeders. Yet the rats are multiplying. I'm looking into getting a cat. FIVE cats.

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    2. Clearly cats. Your very own fanged predators patrolling the inside of the house. And some cats will eat bugs, too. :)

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  2. Oh God not rats!! My mom had some at her house. So gross!

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  3. Oh, that's a throwback tune!
    You were a wild child with that taste in music;)

    Rats. Oh my. I'd be looking at moving. We had a rat here once, years ago, dead near the garden. Then this year D tilled up a rats' nest and all the babies. ICK. I much prefer snakes.

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  4. At 17 I went to an Amy Grant concert, but I redeemed myself by also going to a Def Leppard concert that same year. Your music discussion is what I'm focusing on because I'm already freaked out by your rats and am going to have nightmares tonight. Thanks a lot!

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