Teach your children well...

I have been told that apparently there is something wrong with the way I was raised. They say music is the soundtrack to your life. Thus, my life must be that of an adult contemporary radio station.

A while ago, Levi and I were talking about music and AC/DC came up. I told him that I don't really care for AC/DC. I much prefer listening to some good ole' Lionel Richie. He says that if he had known this before, we certainly would never have been married. I beg to differ! I think a lot of it has to do with what my parents listened to while I was growing up. It was as "wonder bread" as it gets. Some of my favorites from childhood are Chicago, Air Supply, Phil Collins, and the aforementioned Lionel Richie. I am even able to sing along to many, many Bee Gees songs. So you see, while everyone else is jamming out to CCR, Led Zeppelin, and AC/DC, I am belting my heart out KOSY 106.5 FM!

This is what make ME a Maverick!

I AM REVOLTING!

I have seen everybody's cute little Fall pages. I have read and enjoyed about the many virtues of Fall and all that it promises. I have even found myself enjoying spicy smells and craving warm soup, but to all of this I say FORGET IT! I dread Fall because it only means that the brutal, unforgiving, hateful Winter is coming. I want SPRING! Therefore, I have switched my background and am going to write an ode to Spring.

Oh how I love the beautiful brilliant skys, which when I look up I feel the glorious sun laying a blanket of warmth on my face. As the snow melts away, tiny blades of velvety grass pierce their way through the soil to blanket the earth in emerald majesty.

The trees are blooming and everywhere you look there are bursts of soft petals promising the sweet fruits of summer.

And who can forget the beauteous blooms of tulips and daffodils lining our paths?

Alas, Spring you fair maiden, I await your return and the promise of Summer with bated breath.

Fall, I could take you or leave you.

As for winter, you nasty old Bitch, you can

SUCK IT!