I Long to See St. Judy's Comet Sparkle in Your Eyes When You Awake

"Now that I'm old, I'm not the way I thought I was"

Sera Cahoone, why have I just discovered you? You've reminded me that I change. That I'm changing. And further, I'm getting older. Shoot, I'm in college. What happens when I realize that I'm a grandparent? Lord willing that day will come- I should pay attention to the journey. Mmm, NPR, my dear, you never let me down.

Oh, but the learning isn't finished, there is more: Harper Simon sounds a lot like his father. You know: Paul. His voice has the same soft, sweet sound, but with its own punch- you can hear other influences. Which reminds me: as it turns out, research shows that babies may pick up language in the womb. Their cries mimic the rhythm and melodies of the languages they hear in the womb: German babies have a declining melodic cry while French newborns have a rising melodic cry. Fascinating. Though I do find it slightly unfair that Harper got to listen to Paul Simon sing songs like "St. Judy's Comet" while hanging out in the womb. It puts him at a bit of an advantage, don't you think?

This week was fascinating; I found some good new songs. They are from the "Hammock List" on npr.com's music page. Ahhh, they gave me "Couch Song" (quoted at the top of post) by Sera Cahoone, "Your Scar" by Charlemagne and "Waterloo Sunset" by the Kinks. So, So good: I am pleased. And you should be too. Look up the songs: they'll make you feel like learning.

Music aside, this week has been very interesting. I read some Jonathan Edwards, saw old friends, went to Seattle, and probably my favorite of all, I met some new friends. Oh, and also I started this blog.

I brought it all to a close with some truth, worship and BFF time. I am blessed.