He wrote it, he sings it..check it out.

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Grab your serving spoons and hairbrushes – it’s a sing-a-long!

“Happy 2009″

Happy 2009
I hope it’s really fine.
Happy 2009
Best wishes for love and health and happy times..

Maybe 2008..wasn’t all that great..
maybe you were always
a dollar short- a day late

That’s all  last year’s news.
Last year is gone.
Kiss it adieu,
kick it to the curb,
Tell it Sayonara.
So long.
Bye-bye
Adios!

Hello new year!
I’m so glad  to meetcha!

Today is the first day of my new attitude
I plan to be good to myself
and nice to others, too.

Happy Two-Thousand and Nine
I hope it’s really fine.
Happy 2009
Best wishes for love and health and happy times.

Happy 2009
Welcome to all the fun.
I can’t hit the high notes
and many in between.
You can hit pause
and that’s okay with me.
But the pain is almost over,
just one more thing…

Happy 2009
Best wishes for love and health and happy times.
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The long dark days.

The feeling that time has slipped away and what have we done with it?

It seems as if everyone else is wrapped up in the warmth of family.

The year draws to a close and we reflect on our lives.
Of what we have done
and haven’t done

We remember whom we have loved
or were afraid to love.

Everyone around us seems to be heading home – flying, driving, taking the train…just heading back home.

“Going home for the holidays!” they say.

We think about our family. It doesn’t make us think of home.

We have no place to call home. We feel alone.

You walk into the deli and Nate, the stocky owner with the hairy arms says, “The usual?”

“Yeah, ” you reply, thinking of the roast beef on rye, no mayo, and extra mustard, that spicy kind with the little grains. You watch as he deftly slathers, cuts, and wraps your sandwich, snapping open a brown paper bag. You begin to protest as you watch him place a brownie in the bag. “Dessert’s on me! Merry Christmas!”

You’re on the way to work, trying not to slip on the icy sidewalk as you head to your favorite coffee shop. The windows are painted on the inside with a Christmas scene and the warm air causes you to sneeze. Gennifer spots you, gives you a quick smile. You know she’s Gennifer-with-a-G from a long ago chat when there was no one else in the shop and you didn’t have to rush. She’s busy making the coffee drinks while someone new is taking your order.

It’s only when you ‘re sipping the coffee at your desk that you notice that Gennifer had drawn a little smiley face next to your name on the cardboard cup.

You’re coming home from a long day. You’re beat. You’re hanging up your coat when you hear the doorbell ring. You look through the peephole. It’s a neighbor. You open the door. The neighbor has a package in his hands. He says, “This was left in front of your door. I didn’t want anyone to take it so I picked it up, hope you don’t mind.”

Your door can be seen from the street. “Wow. Thanks. Of course I don’t mind.” you say.

The waitress. The bus driver. The newspaper guy. The security guard at the office. The nod, the smile, the small exchange of words. So many people.

So many people just like you.

You are not alone.

Home is where the heart is.

See the heart and make yourself at home.

BONUS PODCAST!

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People I know have lost jobs, married, divorced, and endured.

As the year draws to a close, I’m feeling more and more in need of some Serious Whackiness.

I dunno about you, but I need laughs.

Lots of laughs.

And FUN. I need great heaping GOBS OF FUN.

Say it! GREAT HEAPING GOBS OF FUN!!

One more time…GREAT…HEAPING…GOBS O‘…FUN!!

Are ya startin’ to feel it? Are ya startin’ to drop yer Gs???

Yesssssss!

I am four-foot-ten-and-three-quarter-inches and chock full o’ fun!!

But I pale in the fun comparison when it comes to He Who is Chock Full o’ Bearded Goodness, Speedcat Hollydale!

He’s also full of chicken and chilidogs but that’s just part of his charm.

I’d like you to share in my fun-filled festivities by joining me in a little sing-a-long.

I’m in my infamous Singular Attire…come on, hold up your serving spoon and Jingle Bell Rock with me!!

I hope you can hit the high notes ‘cuz I sure can’t.

Note: If you have weak speakers like I do, you may not hear the “background music” I attempted to record.  I sound well…better with a headset or earbuds.

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Jingle Bell Rock
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in Jingle bell time
Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell
jingle bell
jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air

What a bright time
it’s the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse
pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That’s the jingle bell rock..

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What a bright time
it’s the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse
pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet
That’s the jingle bell
That’s the jingle bell
That’s the jingle bell
ROCK!

Update: I’m not the only singing blogger and check out Ginger’s singing and very warm message. Plus unlike me in my Home Gear, Ginger is Totally Glam and Totally Gorjus..just GORjus!

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This is a special song for Mr. Chock Full O’ Bearded Goodness Speedcat Hollydale!

Who is currently chock full o’ WORK and NO PLAY!!

Not good.

But Speedy managed to fit a post about a song that is stuck in his head and he even sang it!

Speedy is one up on me because I merely podcast and he has VIDEO!

He hoped we would sing along with him and here I am singing along with Speedy in spirit if not in reality.

Speedy and I keep hoping to do a duet and maybe..who knows.

Comin’ atcha, Ms. Q sings..Raindrops keep falling on my head!!

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Speedy is one very cool cat who spreads a whole lotta sunshine along with eating vast quantities of Chicken.

I hope he has time to play!

“But there’s one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won’t defeat me
It wont be long till happiness steps up to greet me”

Note: Photos were taken May 2007 from The Tate Modern in London.

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Ricardo asked if anyone would join him in singing “Amazing Grace” to honor the passing of Springy, his African Dwarf frog.

I choose not to mangle that song and instead offer a special version of “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.”

My heart is in the right place, if not my key.

Springy
African dwarf frog
A fine, amphibious friend
of Ricardo.

Let us…sing.

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Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin’ for to carry her home..

Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin’ for to carry her home..

I looked over the swirling waters and what did I see,
Comin’ for to carry her home!
A band of African Dwarf Frogs, comin’ for their friend
Comin’ for to carry her home….

Hop low, genus Hymenochirus
Comin’ for to carry her home.

Ya’ll better hurry,
Springy’s swirling swiftly..
Help her on her way back home…

Hop low, sweet dwarf frogs,
Help Springy find her way back home…

Swing low, sweet chariot,
Comin’ for to carry her home.

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