I feel like all I can ever say lately is, “I’m tired.” Between crazy projects at work and crazy fun social events, I’m just run down and in need of Wittyburg time. Until I (ever?) learn how to relax, here’s what’s kept me smiling:
- lovejpep: My dear friend Justine’s birthday is tomorrow, so what better way to celebrate than catch up with her blog? It’s inspiring, thought-provoking and incredibly charming. Happy birthday, boobear!
- My High School Reunion: It’s still more than a year away, but some of my classmates are so eager, we’ve got a full-fledged #reuniongate on our hands. Their public passion about gay bars, family events and crepe paper is entertaining, if nothing else.
- East End Bar & Grill: This neighborhood spot is a new fave of mine for two very important reasons: They hosted my alumna group for a Mass Comm grad happy hour AND they have a buffalo sampler that will change your life. Priorities, people.
- “Bang Bang” – Jessie J, Ariana Grande & Nicki Minaj: Spotify delivers once again — this time, with a trio of badass voices. It debuted yesterday and is already climbing the charts. Just try to get through it without dancing like a maniac.
Remember how, a few weeks back, I was all about Adele’s “Skyfall”? Well, scratch that. It’s been stuck in my head since SATURDAY when I saw the Bond flick with my parents. I need it out like, yesterday. Distractions have come in these four forms:
- The Hall of Shame: Being home for a few days allowed me a trip down memory lane, AKA the hallway of photos that so elegantly displays my most awkward years. Glad to see I never grew out of those cheeks.
- Curative Massage: Also in my hometown? This local favorite. The husband-and-wife duo are as friendly as they are soothing. It was just the thing I needed after a hellish few weeks.
- Stella & Dot: As much as I loved the essie + BaubleBar giveaway, I’m even more excited for a S&D event I’m hosting Saturday. Shop online for awesome stocking stuffers — shipping only takes 3 to 5 days!
- FratMusic: An old friend convinced me to buy this app after drinking heavily, and it’s been a good buy. Playlists like Broin’ Out and Hoin’ Out have hilarious subcategories and awesome mash-ups.
Tonight, I’m driving home to attend a close girlfriend’s bridal shower and bachelorette party. Even though I’ve done it at least a hundred times, I always get a little misty-eyed as I approach my parents’ exit.
Something about “home” just makes us emotional — or at least, makes me emotional. It could be all that’s gone down in that house, from Dad’s stroke to Sandy puppy’s last days. But, I’m willing to bet that even if I’d only spent 10 months, instead of 10 years there, the memories would be enough to ignite those fond feelings I have for it.
And true to form, many musicians have made careers from songs that bring us all back to that special place. In no particular order, here are some of my favorites:
- “Home” by Michael Bublé – He has the voice of an angel, and the lyrics are all too sweet. Personally, I think Blake Shelton’s remake pales in comparison.
- “Feels Like Home” by Chantal Kreviazuk – You may recognize it from “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days,” but this powerful ballad (about a boy, not a house) is earmarked by her remarkable voice.
- “Temporary Home” by Carrie Underwood” – I don’t think I’ve ever heard it without getting a little bit weepy. The girl can sing, and again, the lyrics just pull at your heartstrings.
- “Home Is Where the Heart Is” by Lady Antebellum – More upbeat, the country trio’s single had me at the catchy intro.
- “Take Me Home, Country Roads” by John Denver – I refuse to think of it as the anthem of WVU (read: couch-burnin’ hillbillies). Instead, I enjoy its crowd-pleasing nature — play it at any bar, and you’ll instantly have 20 new best friends.
- “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd – I can’t listen to it without being taken back to the first time I heard it. This classic’s staying power is undeniable.
Although this weekend’s celebrations will likely bring a lot of laughs and tears, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Just as much as the four walls around us, those girls are home to me.