I Sing and Dance!

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My Son:  “Mom…please…please…please…you gotta stop…you’re embarrassing us!”

Me:  “I don’t care what these people think about me…I gotta get my happy however I can!”

I can’t tell you how many times my son and daughter have decidedly hidden from me in the midst of grocery shopping.

They simply CANNOT  with me and my impromptu performances!

That said, I must come clean and confess that I am that lady who dances and sings up and down every aisle at Publix…and sometimes Kroger.

Supermarket sound systems…I love ’em!

Yep! That was me you saw twirling past the tomatoes and rocking by the waffles.

And you know what?

I DON’T give a hoot!

I’m gonna sing and dance until I die!

Why?

You see, it all started long ago…

I always wanted to be a ballerina or perform modern dance.

Alas…there were no funds for such!

To put it bluntly, Mama and Daddy didn’t have the money for lessons.

Further, they lacked any appreciation for that realm of the arts.

And so…

I made believe and danced my little dance…

And I did it everywhere…

All the time!

Dancing and singing all the way through life.

Even into motherhood…much to the chagrin of my children!

Oh, but not to worry, they’ve grown accustomed.

They’ve learned to let me be.

Because if they try to shut me up I’ll only sing louder and dance harder!

And there…right there in the produce section… I find happiness with two of my favorite people!

🙂 🙂 🙂

I danced with both of my babies at home and all over the stores to this song!

 

Still dancing to this one!

 

I play this whenever I’m about to take a flight!  Go Rod!

 

For my son!  I wish him a safe flight into the sunset— headed to Seattle and Portland!

I love you man!  Have a blast! See ya when you get back home 💋

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Love and light to you all!

Enjoy your week!

LadyG

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Musical Affirmation: 10/13/2016

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“Happy” by Brick released in 1977

“Feeling happy…soooo happy…FEE-LING happy!”

Brass and woodwinds are in FULL EFFECT on this jam!

All played by one Mr. Jimmy Brown!

Can you say ‘TROMBONE?’

How ’bout “FLUTE?’

Anyway, some of you may remember Mr. Brown’s son, performing artist, Sleepy Brown 🙂

Can you get with that?

ATL is in the house 🙂

YAAASSS!

I’m happy!

That’s right, Lady G has chosen to feel happy today!

Believe it or not, it is a choice!

Either you’ll decide how your day goes…

OR…

People, places and events will make the decision for you!

What’s it gonna be?

Anyway…

Nothing makes me happier than a Ferris Wheel framed by an October sky 🙂

Speaking of which, please focus your attention toward the Giant Wheel pictured above.

Can you believe that joker is 136 feet high?

It’s an attraction at Cedar Point amusement park in Sandusky, Ohio.

Just a quick nod to Mama 😉

She spent most of her teen years growing up in that fine Midwestern city.

But, truth be told, I’m glad she made it back down South!

Otherwise, I might not have materialized 😉

That sho’ ’nuff makes me happy!

 

And so…

Today’s affirmation:  I choose to be HAPPY!

Darlings, go into your mind and entertain all of the many reasons why you should be happy.

Then…

MERGE into HAPPY and STAY THERE!

In your own delightful place!

ALL DAY LONG!

Take it on home Brick!  

TAKE IT HOME!

Video Credit:  DaddySinister

By the way, are there any Ferris wheel or amusement park fans in the house?

Better yet, has anybody been on the Giant Wheel at Cedar Point?

As for me, I am a huge fan of the Seattle Wheel (replica), which, last time I checked, was owned by The James H. Drew Exposition out of Augusta GA!  My hometown! (What’s up Tessa?)

Did I mention that Ferris wheels make me happy?

Oh yeah -I did!

LOL!!!

Let’s talk about ALL of that in comments!

Meet me there 🙂

Stay happy y’all!

Lady G

😘💋

 

 

 

 

 

Happy over Here!

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Lady G is downright ecstatic because Queen Bee over at I Sing The Body Electric hit me with a happy tag!  If you are not familiar with Ms. Queen Bee, you might want to step over to her blog.  I think you’ll enjoy this little badass jewel from the UK.

Thanks for the tag my Queenie Bee!

In order to fulfill my ‘Happy tag’ requirements, I am going to list five things that make me happy.  After that, I will share five songs and bloggers that make me happy. Don’t worry bloggers, you don’t have to do anything 😉

And so…

Here goes:

Five things that make me happy:

Sitcoms from the 1960’s and 70’s:

When I was a little tyke, I absolutely loved ‘Geraldine Jones’ from ‘The Flip Wilson Show.’ It’s pretty safe to say that my spicy side comes, in part, from watching Ms. Geraldine.  Now, if you are unfamiliar with the show, the character, ‘Geraldine,’ is really Flip Wilson dressed in drag.  Who knew?

Anyway, Geraldine was flirty, feisty and she pulled no punches. From time to time, she would refer to her boyfriend, ‘Killer.’

Although ‘Killer’ was never seen, he maintained a very ‘real’ presence on the show.  In fact, there was a scene where a character asked, “Who is Killer?” To which Geraldine responded, “The question is not ‘Who is Killer?’  The question is ‘Where is Killer?’

And with that, Geraldine shut it down! Clearly, Killer didn’t play!

Watch Ms. Jones in action (the video is old and of poor quality but you WILL get the ‘picture.’)

 

Ouch!!!!  You, sir, have been checked!

Some of my other favorite sitcoms include Sanford and Son, Bewitched and The Odd Couple, I also like The New Odd Couple-with Ron Glass and Demond Wilson-albeit from the ’80’s.

I could go on naming more sitcoms but we ain’t got that kind of time 😉

Other things that make me happy include:

Sky gazing 

You can read more about that here

Taking pictures 

Quite a few of the pictures on this blog were taken with my iPhone. It should come as no surprise that I am rarely pictured in family photos because I am always the photographer.

Instruments of time, space, weather, travel

I recently admitted to another blogger, M.J. Moye, that I am a bonafide geek. I also told him that one day I would come out of the closet as such.

That said, YAASSSS!!!  Today is the day!  Here I am, I am out!  Lady G is a geek!  I am that kid that made an aneroid barometer for an elementary school project.  Oh stop! It was easy, all I needed was a glass bottle, a balloon and….hell you can go google the rest!

By the way, at some point, my equally geeky cousin Ron and I are going to Greenwich, England.  If you possess any amount of geekiness you will understand why.

Yeah Ron, you have been outted!

I might do a post about all of this– but not today 😉

Food and Cocktails

Give me some good food, some good drink and some good company and your girl is set!

Five songs that make me Happy (They are in no particular order)

Ok, so let me get this straight, as a huge lover of music of all types, these are five songs that make me happy but there are 10 zillion more that make me just as happy as the five listed below–I’m just sayin.

  1.  ‘Beginnings’ by Chicago
  2.  ‘I Wanna be Where You Are’ by Michael Jackson –Smile T. Wayne 🙂
  3.  ‘Hot Fun in the Summertime’ by Sly and the Family Stone
  4.  ‘I Need your Lovin” by Teena Marie
  5.  ‘Spirits in the Material World’ by The Police

Friends, I cannot sufficiently explain how much music means to me in this post.  Now, if you want more details, start by reading this or that.

Five Bloggers that Make me Happy

There are quite a few bloggers that make me happy but these bloggers are always on my ‘happy’ go to list:

A Joyful Process Blog- T. Wayne: Where I go to get my groove on!

The GeoGee Experience- G.:  Where I go to get my fun on!

STBB/The Time Tunnel- Ronbrownx: Where I go to get my nostalgia on!

Chevvy’s Studio- Chevvy:  Where I go to get my creative writing on!

Heroically Bad Writer -Woebegone but Hopeful:  Where I go to get my UK humor and wit on!

I opted not to do links or ping backs because I don’t want these guys to feel obligated to do anything.  If you like me, you’ll love them!  Go look ’em up!

Alas!  My time is up!

Please feel free to share your thoughts in the comment section.

Thanks again Queen Bee!

 

Can’t Tell by Looking!

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Photo by Viktor Hanacek

 

When I was a kid my friends and I loved going to the ‘rich neighborhood’ to look at beautiful houses with large picture windows.  I recall peering through those windows and imagining cheerful wives preparing world class dinners for their handsome husbands.

In my mind, the families who lived there had no troubles or worries; just pounds and pounds of pleasure!

After admiring the houses in the ‘rich neighborhood,’ my friends and I would sometimes take a short-cut through ‘the hood’ to get home.

If you don’t know what ‘the hood’ is, go google ‘hood’ images and rejoin me after you have had time to review the results.

At any rate, ‘the hood’ that I am speaking of was exactly two left turns from the tony neighborhood with the big picture windows.

Uh oh, you seem surprised by the proximity of these two polar opposite realms?  Don’t be! Believe it or not, my friend Gloria swears that you can always find ‘the hood’ by taking two right turns from any wealthy district.

While I have no way of verifying that this is always the case, it was certainly the case in this story.

Anyway, let’s just say that ‘the hood’ was—DIFFERENT.  There I saw frazzled wives asking their dog-tired husbands for a dollar or two. Clearly, this scene was not at all like the one I imagined as I walked through the ‘rich neighborhood.’

Sorry, friends, it had not yet occurred to me that I was comparing real situations to imaginary scenarios. At any rate, in my childish mind, it was clear that in ‘the hood’ there was mostly trouble, big worries and nothing much to be pleased about.

Sadly, after years of conducting this side by side comparison of rich and not so rich, I had come to the misguided conclusion that if you wanted to be happy, ALL you needed was a lot of money and that was all there was to that!

Yeah, like many Americans, I bought into THAT delusion.

Anyhow, as fate would have it, several years later, I ended up attending a high school that had a very diverse socioeconomic population.

If you had surveyed our school’s student parking lot you would have found Jaguars, Mercedes, Buicks, Nissans, Hoopties and everything in between.

Of course, there were also students who came from families who had no car at all.

I used to joke that some of my friend’s parents owned the factory, some managed the factory, some worked at the factory and some couldn’t get hired at the factory!

Laugh if you want to, I am being very serious!

Getting back to the point, as a popular cheerleader, I easily made friends with folks from every economic class and, as a result, I soon learned that many of my ‘rich’ friend’s parents were drunk and fighting and my ‘poor’ friend’s parents were truly enjoying each other’s company (and vice versa).

In short, I learned that you cannot calculate the happiness factor of a family by looking at their bank statement (that’s if they have a bank) or by any other outward measure.

In addition, it finally dawned on me that the ‘cheerful wives’ that I imagined as a child in the rich neighborhood could have been dealing with bankruptcy and physical abuse while the ‘frazzled wives’ that I saw in the hood could have been enjoying relatively happy marital relationships.

So here is the takeaway:  Do not make judgments based on exteriors; people are much too complex for that.

Also, do not attach peace, happiness, joy, anger, sadness and pain to financial status. If you do, you will end up leading a very confused life.

Be aware that these feelings are always in a state of flux- and they will take turns grabbing hold of you from time to time regardless of your socioeconomic, ethnic, or educational background.

Your job is to enjoy the good times and find a healthy way to manage the hard times.

Now, detach thyself from all of that mess and go get thine life!

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Out of My Feelings and Into My Happiness

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I decided to be happy.  I made this decision a couple of years back after hearing Dr. Phil say to a guest: “Do you want to be right or do you want to be happy?” Although the doctor was not talking to me, I was intrigued by his inquiry. So much so that I repeatedly mulled his question over in my mind; do I want to be right or happy? Well, if you read the first sentence of this post, you already know that I chose the latter.  Choosing to be happy is easy enough, right?  All you have to do is start being happy.  NOT!  The fact of the matter was choosing happiness, for me, meant changing my perceptions about others.  To be more specific, I would need to stop worrying about what other people thought about me.  Better yet, I would need to stop worrying about what I thought other people thought about me.  Sound convoluted?  Don’t worry; I’ll simplify it, just stay with me.

Basically, I used to be easily offended.  I would analyze every little thing that someone said or didn’t say.  I strongly studied a person’s facial expressions looking for the slightest physical cue that he or she disapproved of me.  Believe this; I could detect a person’s ‘disdain’ a thousand miles away.  Then, suddenly, the shoe jumped onto the other foot!  No seriously, one day a casual friend approached me and told me that I had offended her.  Before I responded, I immediately scanned my mind in an effort to mentally locate my last interaction with her.  Ding, Ding! I found the scene in my mind but I couldn’t find my ‘offense.’  At any rate, my friend proceeded to say that she was offended because I ‘brushed her off’ when I told her that I needed to get someplace.  In essence, she took umbrage at my need to cut our conversation short (Thanks to Mr. Marion Wash, I can use “umbrage” in a sentence :-)). Back to my point, truth be told, my first mind said to ask her if she had lost her damn mind (Thanks to Ms. Eva, I can also use “damn” in a sentence :-)).  But instead, I listened to her vent and apologized for the ‘error’ that she had imagined. Do I sound salty?

Anyway, my friends, I had an epiphany that day.  I instantly realized that I had spent most of my life finding offense where there was none-just like my friend had done.

After thinking more about my friend’s accusation and my own internal madness, I learned five valuable lessons:

 

Lesson 1:  My friend’s issue with me was more about HER than it was about ME

 

Lesson 2:  Analyzing and studying people is tiring as hell and I simply cannot

 

Lesson 3:  Most people are NOT really thinking about me, her, him, them or you

 

Lesson 4:  Even if I can prove that a person is thinking about me in a negative way, who gives a shit? (There’s Ms. Eva again!)

 

Lesson 5:  I can be mature and grant any ‘offender’ a pass; but if they keep it up, I MUST banish them from my Queendom!

In short, I have come to realize that there’s no telling what factors might be influencing a person to act the way that he does.  Maybe someone failed to offer a greeting because he was engaged in deep, serious thought-not because he doesn’t like me. One thing is for sure, while I can’t control the thoughts of others, I can control mine.  Once I fully understood this, I was well on my way to happiness.

As an aside, if you are married, or in a relationship, the sooner you learn these lessons, the better.  Also, phrases like “yes, honey!” and “You’re right baby!” can buy ten tons of peace and happiness in your home.

So, with all that said, I am into my happiness.  How will you get into yours?