Banana Pancakes

Currently playing in my car cd player: Jack Johnson-In Between Dreams. I finally discovered the song Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson yesterday afternoon when, coincidentally, it finally rained. This is a definate itunes must-have. It was the perfect soundtrack to my day. It inspired me to make a rainy days mix or a Sunday afternoon nap mix. I really needed a dreary, lazy day.


Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside...
But Baby, You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside

Just maybe, like and ukelele
Mommy made a baby
Really dont mind the breakfast
Cause your my little lady
Lady lady love me
Cause I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no work outside

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need aint no need Mmmm MMmmm
Cant you see cant you see
Rain all day
And I dont mind.

The telephone is singing
Ringing its too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to we got everything
We need right here
And everything we need is enough
Just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
Don't really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, yeah wake up slow
You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Cant you see cant you see,
You gotta wake up slow

Closer to Free

I've decided to change my outlook on the whole no roommate situation. This weekend I had to take charge and find somewhere to live. That's right, I signed my first apartment after college lease. It's a single in North Dallas. Am I excited about it? My immediate reaction was fear. Fear of commitment. There I said it. I have a fear of commitment. I have enough trouble choosing a weekly cereal. As I was signing my name, I had to pause after my first name and sort of force myself to write my second name. I felt like Ariel in the Little Mermaid when she signs away her fish tale to Ursula. I've got my legs and I'm going to hit the ground running. Oh, but I did go there. Eight months. For at least eight months will I be flying solo. It's a new chapter to my life. The almost grown up chapter...a baby step in the direction of financial independence. Very weird. After the initial fear I began to get excited. I mean it's really cute and cozy (nice word for small) which is good because I'm not at all claustrophobic and I don't have a lot of furniture. Besides, a big empty apartment just feels empty and who wants that? Also the complex is like this little community. They schedule events and have monthly wine and cheese, a factor which made me chuckle. Like a genuine chuckle, not just on the inside. It's like my own little Melrose Place, nix the cat fights and sleeping around. Anyway, as with most major events in my life, this one warrants a theme song. I admit it, I have been watching WAY too much Party of Five Season 2. I'm just going to pretend to be Charlie Salinger bounding up the stairs to this very peppy, very inspirational, long-lost favorite by the Bodeans, Closer to Free. Feel free to sing along and remember the not-so-good old days of adolescence, flannel shirts, and stirrup pants...Join Char, Bai, Jules, Claud, and Owen for Closer to Free...

Everybody wants to live, How they wanna live
And everybody wants to love, Like they wanna love
And everybody wants to be Closer to Free

Everybody wants respect, Just a little bit
And everybody needs a chance, Once in a while
Everybody wants to be Closer to Free

Everybody one Everybody two Everybody free

Everybody needs to touch, You know now and then
And everybody wants a good good friend
Everybody wants to be Closer to Free

Everybody wants to live, How they want to live
And everybody wants to love, Who they want to love
And everybody wants to be Closer to Free

The Cheese Stands Alone

And then there was one. I had a roommate...then I had 2 rooommates...and now i have none. My lady is selling her house and moving by Feb. 17th. Happy Valentines to me. My life is sort of at a crossroads...crossroads...crossroads ("meet me at the"). Sorry, i broke out in song...in my head, of course. I feel like Two Face from Batman Forever, but my coin has infinite sides. "Should I stay or should I go?" Oh, isn't that always the question. Wait, that's only 2 choices. So, why does it feel like such a huge deal? How is it that I've made friends, yet, cannot find a roommate? What should I be doing with my life? Why am I still in Texas? Why do I talk to myself on a blog? I'm not really sure. I have no answers for these questions. I should just try going it alone. I'm an independent woman...or at least I can be. Then I can live wherever (well, within reason...salary is slim) and turn into a hermit whenever i want and leave my room as messy as I want. hmmm...better start searching. All I need is a decent size room, internet access, cable, tivo and esentailly I'm set. Living alone can't be so bad. Bridget Jones did it. Lots of female leads in romantic comedies live alone. First apartment...then high-powered newspaper job...if that's really what i want to do. i don't really know anymore. So, I'm trying to make this post funny or something but really...i'm sorta kinda pissed off at the entire situation.