Musical Monday … My Top Ten of 2010

As 2010 comes to an end, I thought for this week’s Musical Monday I would compile a list of my top ten … 16 favourite songs that were in the charts this year … I’m stopping now though coz otherwise I’d be here all day listing more.  Suffice it to say, there were lots of fab songs this year … some actually weren’t new in 2010, but remained in the charts for part of the year so that’s why I’m counting them.  And, ya … they’re in no particular order. 

Enjoy.

1.     “Just the Way You Are” by Bruno Mars

2.     “Don’t Stop Believin’” by the cast of Glee

3.     “This Ain’t a Love Song” by Scouting for Girls

4.     “Bad Romance” by Lady Ga Ga

5.     “Love the Way You Lie” by Eminem featuring Rihanna

6.     “Teenage Dream” by Katy Perry

7.     “Meet Me Halfway” by Black Eyed Peas

8.     “Need You Now” by Lady Antebellum

9.     “Secrets” by One Republic

10.    “Soul Sister” by Train

11.     “Haven’t Met You Yet” by Michael Buble

12.    “Airplanes” by B.O.B. featuring Hayley Williams

13.     “Tik Tok” by Kesha

14.    “Young Forever” by Jay-Z

15.    “Animal” by Neon Trees

16.    “Use Somebody” by Kings of Leon

Silent Sunday … The Moon

Disclaimer: This photo was not actually taken by me, but by a very dear friend who felt it her duty to keep me informed as to the happenings of the moon this week.

The quest for Woody …

For the past few months, I have been inundated with requests from my youngest son for a toy from one of his favourite movies … Toy Story. 

And, not just any toy.

A Woody toy.

But, not just any Woody toy.

My four-year old had very specific requests about this toy. 

It had to be … a Big.  Soft.  Talking. Woody.

You’re all wondering does such a thing exist, right?

My sister … bless … tried and failed to get him the perfect Woody doll for his birthday, so I had to assure him that if he stayed off the naughty list by Christmas that Santa may bring him it.

I know, I know.

You’re all … what’s she like?  Christmas shouldn’t be about the presents, the consumerism, the branding.  Where’s the peace, love and good will toward each other?  Believe me, I totally get that, but what can I say when this toy is all your youngest has harped on about for months? 

Fuck all that. 

I was bound and determined to find this Woody doll for my baby this Christmas. 

You’d think it would be easy.  I actually started to look for it as soon as we arrived over here, but in the run up to Christmas there aren’t too many toy shops that carry said doll.  And, enquiring about it either in person or via telephone was no easy feat for someone who snorts and chuckles as much as I do, let me tell you.  With only a couple of weeks before the big day, I still hadn’t found one.  

Just as I was about to admit defeat, I managed to track down an online boutique toy shop that had one left in stock.  I called to get  clarification that it was indeed a big, soft, talking Woody doll and felt like I’d won the lottery.   The price was absolutely extortionate, but no matter.  I ordered it and celebrated the end of my quest with a happy dance. 

Until, that is, the return of Snowpocalypse. 

I will admit that it was at this point as I looked out at the never-ending snowstorms, that I might have started to panic.  A bit.  Well, not just a bit … a lot.  But, the real heroes of this worst winter ever came through for me and hopefully every other online shopping parent … the delivery dudes.  Woody was dropped off a couple of days before Christmas. 

The look on my wee boy’s face this Christmas morning when he opened that toy was absolutely priceless and so worth it all.  

Happy fucking Christmas y’all.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas …

Musical Monday … Merry Christmas Everybody

The Gallery … Sparkle

The theme for this week’s Gallery is sparkle and so I thought I’d be cheeky and recycle this charming video (yes, my apologies I know it’s not exactly a photo) clip of my sister and I from a couple of Christmases ago. 

I think you can all agree it screams  Christmas crackers season.

Disclaimer: Please note that no children were harmed in the making of the video …

Musical Monday … Last Christmas Gleek Style

One of my favourite Christmas songs eva … this time performed by Glee

Silent Sunday … The Window

Friday Food Fight … Sweets For My Sweeties

 

There’s a lovely old-fashioned sweet shop in town that’s been around forever … in fact, it’s been around so long that I used to go there when I was a kid. 

Today, I took my youngest son in to this shop and let him pick out some sweeties for him and his brothers … oh, the nostalgia and memories that came flooding back when I stepped down in there.  My sister and I would quite often skip in there and cheerily spend all of our weekly allowance on their rainbow sherbet. 

Or licorice all sorts. 

Or milk bottles.

Or saucers. 

Nom, nom, nom.

There were so many bright, wonderful choices staring at us from their glass jars and I was pleased to see that all my favourite sweets were there.  It was cute to see my son’s reaction … he was literally like a kid in a candy store!

After much handling debating of said sweeties, we ended up settling on two ounces of  bon bons and a handful of chocolate coins.

And, they were soooo good if … erm … a little chewier than I remember.

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Life is like a box of crows …

Crows aren’t the prettiest of birds, are they?  They’re really kinda ugly if you think about it.  Big, loud and imposing … the very qualities I try to avoid in life.

And, I’ve been seeing too many of them wherever I go lately. 

Crows seem to be everywhere. 

There’s crows in the garden.  Crows in the blue skies above.  Crows at the park.  At the playground. On the way to town.  On the way home from town.

Too many crows cawing away at the world.

My world. 

In fact, so many that I have caught myself ignoring the beautiful little red robin happily pecking away at breadcrumbs.  Next to the crows.

I’ve not seen the pansies still clinging to life in the deep winter freeze.  Next to the crows.

I’ve almost missed the sound of my children’s squeals of laughter as they hurled their first snowball. Next to the crows.

Those blooming crows. 

Fearless.  Clever.  Adaptable.  Majestic.

Soaring high above the sky without a care in the world.

They don’t miss a beat. 

And, I think I could maybe just learn a thing or two from them.

Image courtesy of bbc.co.uk