Hello Blog Fans...very patient Blog Fans...
It has been quite some time since my last post. It's not that I haven't been writing...I just haven't been blogging. Well, that's not true. I did post to my other blog in April. Here's the link for those of you who are fans and missed that particular post...
http://thingsthatmakemeawesome.blogspot.com/
Now, brace yourselves. I have big news. For those of you who have been waiting patiently for the tune that goes with the words for the Christmas Song that I talked about in my last posting, your long, painful, agonizing wait is over. Back in July, we filmed the singing of our tune in Saltwater Sounds (where I work) and posted it on You Tube. Why? Why you ask...have I waited almost 3 months to tell you? Because the local magazine that nicely publishes some of my writing is soon to release it's fall/winter issue is coming out soon and included in the magazine (Bread 'n Molasses) are the song lyrics and the link to the video. The deadline was July for the info so we had to film it in the summer. I didn't want to tell people too soon about the video as it may have spoiled the experience for people who buy the magazine. BUT...the time has come to release the mind penetrating goodness that is
"Dressing Up Your Pet For Christmas."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qzLs2rGPWI0
Behold the wonder, the joy, the silliness and the slightly amusing fact that my daughter looks a bit like she's singing for the camera against her will...
I will be back sooner than later, so until then, Merry Christmas!
Yours as ever,
Cinfully Silly
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Sunday, October 2, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A Christmas Tale in February
Howdy Hey Blog Fans
Before I start, I would like to say that I should have written this entry long before now as it has to do with the Christmas we just had...but I got distracted with other things...life and what not. So, if reading anything about Christmas in February offends you at very high levels, book mark this post for later seasonal reading or perhaps put a sticky note on your calendar in December as a friendly reminder to come back to this entry and read about a Christmas event closer to Christmas.
But for those of you bold enough to brave the festive waters of a Christmas past in February, here is a quick tale for you.
One day, about a week or so before Christmas while Sorcha was eating dinner and I was washing dishes, we started talking about Christmas songs I dislike. The list is many and my reasons lengthy, but what it boils down to mainly is that I am tired of the same songs every...single...year...As Sorcha and I attempted to dissect the reasons for the fury that explodes from my being when I hear "Jingle Bell Rock" we both had a delicious moment of sarcasm. In this nugget of silly wit the gem of new song involving pets and Christmas cloths was unearthed. It was a magical moment and I mean that sincerely. In 90 minutes Sorcha and I together wrote a new Christmas song WITH music and sung it proudly to a few lucky family members and friends over the holidays. (and I unleashed the tune on my own without warning at a friend's party on boxing day...twice...to a crowd bemused party guests) We have a wee recording device that usually lets you download your witty imaginings to the computer, but at the moment, it's giving me attitude and refuses to co-operate.
So for now...I can only give you the words to what I hope will soon be a new Christmas Classic. I give you...
Dressing up your cat for Christmas
Before I start, I would like to say that I should have written this entry long before now as it has to do with the Christmas we just had...but I got distracted with other things...life and what not. So, if reading anything about Christmas in February offends you at very high levels, book mark this post for later seasonal reading or perhaps put a sticky note on your calendar in December as a friendly reminder to come back to this entry and read about a Christmas event closer to Christmas.
But for those of you bold enough to brave the festive waters of a Christmas past in February, here is a quick tale for you.
One day, about a week or so before Christmas while Sorcha was eating dinner and I was washing dishes, we started talking about Christmas songs I dislike. The list is many and my reasons lengthy, but what it boils down to mainly is that I am tired of the same songs every...single...year...As Sorcha and I attempted to dissect the reasons for the fury that explodes from my being when I hear "Jingle Bell Rock" we both had a delicious moment of sarcasm. In this nugget of silly wit the gem of new song involving pets and Christmas cloths was unearthed. It was a magical moment and I mean that sincerely. In 90 minutes Sorcha and I together wrote a new Christmas song WITH music and sung it proudly to a few lucky family members and friends over the holidays. (and I unleashed the tune on my own without warning at a friend's party on boxing day...twice...to a crowd bemused party guests) We have a wee recording device that usually lets you download your witty imaginings to the computer, but at the moment, it's giving me attitude and refuses to co-operate.
So for now...I can only give you the words to what I hope will soon be a new Christmas Classic. I give you...
Dressing Up Your Pet For Christmas
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
It's not an easy thing to do
They don't care what sweater
That you thinks looks better
Why are you even bothering with shoes
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
Dressing up your dog for Christmas
Don't dress him up as Santa Claus
Put him a fluffy beard
All your friends will think you're weird
He'll yelp if you put boots on his paws
Dressing up your dog for Christmas
Dressing up your cat for Christmas
She's not the mother of the Holy One
She's just way too hairy
To be the Virgin Mary
This won't be her idea of fun
Dressing up your cat for Christmas
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
They don't care if they match the tree
Even in something snappy
They'll still look unhappy
It's such a waste of money for me
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
Dressing up your fish for Christmas
He's not into cloths this year
You won't get him to wear a tie
He's too fast don't even try
He hardly even knows you're here
Dressing up your fish for Christmas
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
It's not an easy thing to do
They'll just eat the sweater
That you thinks looks better
And soon they will be chewing on their shoes
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
Dressing up your pet for Christmas
Dressing up your pet....for Christmas
And there you have it...a new Christmas song. My mother in law, who was one of the fortunate few to hear this song over the holidays actually caught herself singing it at work upon returning in the New Year! This song could be a hit for the ages...and if I can ever figure out how to transfer the recording to the computer, I will post the song so you too can hum a new Christmas tune that will drive you to the brink of festive madness.
Thanks for reading Blog Fans!
I remain as ever,
Cinfully yours.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
An Unexpected Tradition
Hello all. I probably should have written this entry around Christmas, but with one thing and another, I never got around to it. In November the editor of Bread 'N Molasses asked if I had a piece of Christmas writing on my person that I would like to submit for the Nov/Dec issue of the magazine. I said that I didn't, but I could send something soon.
It took me a few days to come up with a topic, but once I did, the poem came to me fairly easily. Every year in the fall since she was almost 4 my little girl has been cutting paper for Santa. She finds construction paper, or white paper and cuts into tiny bits and leaves it in a zip lock bag for the big guy. To this day, I still do not know exactly why she decided to this for him, but it's become as much a part of our Christmas as turkey and rum sauce (not together of course...). My heart aches at the thought of this lovely offering to Santa running it's course, but when it does at least it will last forever in our memories.
I wrote this with great love for Sorcha.
It took me a few days to come up with a topic, but once I did, the poem came to me fairly easily. Every year in the fall since she was almost 4 my little girl has been cutting paper for Santa. She finds construction paper, or white paper and cuts into tiny bits and leaves it in a zip lock bag for the big guy. To this day, I still do not know exactly why she decided to this for him, but it's become as much a part of our Christmas as turkey and rum sauce (not together of course...). My heart aches at the thought of this lovely offering to Santa running it's course, but when it does at least it will last forever in our memories.
I wrote this with great love for Sorcha.
Paper Love
Late September
3 months to go
Christmas thoughts come early
In her room
Small hands work busily
Cutting carefully
Clipping paper
Not wee fingers
Red, green, purple
White, blue, brown
Different shapes
Odd shapes
Placed gently into piles
Paper for Santa she says
So he can make crafts
And she smiles
A simple explanation
For a generous offering
4 years old
Anxious and happy
The bag of paper love
Sits next to the
Milk and Cookies
With a note explaining
Her gift
To him
Christmas morning
Soft running
On carpeted stairs
A note lies beside
The empty plate
She is pleased
Santa is happy
He promises to makes crafts
For his workshop
A tradition is born
Next September
A new room
Slightly bigger
Busy hands
Clip and create
A new bag of paper
For Santa
To be left
On a different mantel
With the same feelings
5 years old
Delighted at Christmas
At the missing paper
At the craft left by Santa
It’s a Christmas Tree
Full of colour
And joy
Like her
Christmas time
6 years
7 years
8 years old
His Paper waits
With his cookies
Genuine wonder at the
The Angel
The Polar Bear
The Rabbit
All created by Santa
With paper
With love
With the gift
From a sweet girl
Who wanted to give
To Someone
Who gives to
Everyone
And there you have it. And yes, for those of you who are curious, Santa left a picture this past Christmas (2010) with paper she had left for him in 2009. This past November we happily adopted a goldfish named Mushroom. Santa, through is magical and mysterious ways, must have found out about our new pet because below is a picture of the latest creation Santa left behind for Sorcha.
I can't imagine what he will leave next year...
Until next time, I hope everyone's year is off to a good start.
As ever,
Cinfully yours.
Late September
3 months to go
Christmas thoughts come early
In her room
Small hands work busily
Cutting carefully
Clipping paper
Not wee fingers
Red, green, purple
White, blue, brown
Different shapes
Odd shapes
Placed gently into piles
Paper for Santa she says
So he can make crafts
And she smiles
A simple explanation
For a generous offering
4 years old
Anxious and happy
The bag of paper love
Sits next to the
Milk and Cookies
With a note explaining
Her gift
To him
Christmas morning
Soft running
On carpeted stairs
A note lies beside
The empty plate
She is pleased
Santa is happy
He promises to makes crafts
For his workshop
A tradition is born
Next September
A new room
Slightly bigger
Busy hands
Clip and create
A new bag of paper
For Santa
To be left
On a different mantel
With the same feelings
5 years old
Delighted at Christmas
At the missing paper
At the craft left by Santa
It’s a Christmas Tree
Full of colour
And joy
Like her
Christmas time
6 years
7 years
8 years old
His Paper waits
With his cookies
Genuine wonder at the
The Angel
The Polar Bear
The Rabbit
All created by Santa
With paper
With love
With the gift
From a sweet girl
Who wanted to give
To Someone
Who gives to
Everyone
And there you have it. And yes, for those of you who are curious, Santa left a picture this past Christmas (2010) with paper she had left for him in 2009. This past November we happily adopted a goldfish named Mushroom. Santa, through is magical and mysterious ways, must have found out about our new pet because below is a picture of the latest creation Santa left behind for Sorcha.
I can't imagine what he will leave next year...
Until next time, I hope everyone's year is off to a good start.
As ever,
Cinfully yours.
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