#1342 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 9

I had about 75 dishes and forms of cutlery to wash after dinner tonight. It was Friday, but yet I was feeling flat.

So I walked up to the stereo. Set the input to CD. And adjusted the volume to 13.

Soon…

“Mama,” Freddie Mercury’s bohemian voice soon came floating out of the speakers.

Baby girl gasped beside me. Smiled in awe.

My 6 year-old getting excited over a Queen song? Why, I never. ๐Ÿ™‚

Before the second line had even finished, she held her hand out towards me. “Dance partner?” she teased.

“Oh honey, I can’t, Mummy has too many dishes…” as soon as I said the words I realised how ridiculous they sounded. I dropped the tea towel and joined her on the floor, as we waltzed, spun each other around, did spins and ballet poses and skipped, as well as a hefty dose of HEAD BANGING.

Once the song was over, I returned to my dishes. They hadn’t gone anywhere. But that moment, and that song had.

Thank God I took advantage of it ๐Ÿ™‚

#1337 A bike ride to the park

A while ago we discovered a park that was about a 10 minute walk from our house. Hidden and kind of out of the way, not on any main road or high viewpoint, this park is small and unassuming… and right up our alleyย street. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Baby girl’s theme song this weekend?

“BICYCLE! BICYCLE! BICYCLE!

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride my bike

I want to ride my bicycle

I want to ride it where I like.”

So what did we do today?

Ride the bike… to the park.

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She was rapt.

And what was awaiting us when we got there?

YELLOW. A field of yellow.

Capeweed, is what I think they’re called. They are prolific at this time of year, and prolific they were today at the park… they covered the entire expanse of grass surrounding the playground… all of it. I stared in awe, at this common Spring flower, reminded that even something such as a weed, can look so bright, so pretty, can perk you up and light up everything around it.

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It was the loveliest thing to be waiting for us on a warm Spring day.

And my second most favourite bit of the trip? Going home. It is mostly downhill, and with baby girl on the bike, careening out of control every 10 seconds…

I had to jog beside and ahead of her, to make sure she stayed on track. The run back is often tiring, but at the same time, running through the idyllic and pretty as a picture streets, something in me wakes up, and makes me really happy. I arrive back home exhausted, yet so satisfied. ๐Ÿ™‚

“On your marks, get set, go!”

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#1309 You can’t stop us now

I have been getting into more and more Queen after buying another one of their albums, a greatest hits.

The song that has had me revved up since last week is the addictive and fast catchy number “Don’t Stop Me Now.”

Me, Hubbie, baby girl even, have been spontaneously breaking out into song and jiggling along to the beat for days now. I was left stupefied when I saw earlier this evening a clip on facebook, where my own nephew danced to the song as part of a routine at his Deb!

What theโ€ฆ it seemed to be following me, and appearing everywhere.

It made it’s way into my head again as I was getting baby girl out of the shower and dressed this evening. Instead of getting her changed immediately, I stalled, and wiggled my hips:

“Don’t stop me NOW!”

Baby girl joined in, yelling the last word. We danced and sang and pretty much just repeated the chorus words, laughing into the mirror and looking at ourselves as we leaned into an imaginary microphone and belted out the words:

“I’m having such a good time, I’m having a ball!”

We were having such a good time and making such a racket that we woke Hubbie napping on the couch, who came to see where the party was at…

In our bathroom peeps. In. The. Bathroom.

It wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last time we sing this song… bathroom or elsewhere. And because I love posting Queen film clips to share with the world… well, go on, get on board and start wiggling… it’s such a feel good song!

#1294 The party keeps going at 50

Pink beads and accessories, over llama-corn pyjamas?

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Why, it must be the end of another party night. ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽ‚

Another 50th, another amazing night. I say that like we have 50th birthday parties ALL THE TIME.

But it just so happens we’ve had some of our closest people turn 50 lately… and tonight it was my bro-in-laws turn.

And what a night. Bohemian Rhapsody singalongs, reminiscing with I Will Survive (many memories there) and a 2am wake up with Baby I’m a Star! โœจ

And we’re still going.

Good night to you… not for us… ๐Ÿ‘ ๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽถ

 

#1265 Freddie (is never) vs. crowd

I did my usual thing today while ‘day’ cooking.

Making cauliflower soup… Freddie on my portable speaker just had to follow.

After the usual Live Aid and other performances of Queen’s I adore (I have a few links don’t I? ;)) I brought up a clip I have seen a few times before…

This time though I observed the expressions on Freddie’s face, the responses and reactions from the audience… all the subtleties of features and walk and temperament that you can see in those close up moments…

And my challenge to you is, NOT to smile.

I dare you.

Even if you aren’t a Queen fan, you will find it hard not to be moved and affected by what you see. The simple genius that is anything but. The way the audience smiles in sheer joy, sings along in unison like the world is at peace… the cheeky looks and knowing smiles that Freddie throws their way…

2:00 is the moment to wait for.

And then you have their song ‘Under Pressure’ that follows, so you may as well watch the whole thing… ๐Ÿ˜‰

This really made me smile today. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

#1223 A different love

What am I meant to do when no one else is home except for my furry friend Mister F, and I will be spending the next hour or so whipping up a lasagna?

Why, put on music of course. LOUD music.

It’s the only way to really listen to any kind of music, especially when you are alone… whether it is upbeat and rocking, or mellow and wispy.

It is the latter type of category that had me turning up the stereo several times today. I had Queen’s “Night at the Opera” on, and decided to finally give a whirl to that special bonus cd, you know the ones all record companies love to flog when they re-release a classic album?

Well I put it on. 6 songs, most of them portions of songs from their Opera album, acapella… then one I had never heard, and 2 live versions…

The very last live song, was their 1979 live South American recording of Love of My Life.

Oh wow. Just, WOW. I felt like they were singing in my very own backyard, crowd included, so close up and personal it felt and sounded as Queens adoring fans sang the words back to them.

It is a heart-breakingly beautiful song. Devastating, yet stunning.

And during that listen, as I sang along to Freddie while stirring my bรฉchamel sauce, I fell in love with it all over again.

I had never fallen out of love though. โ™ฅ

Have a listen (poor video but that doesn’t affect the audio)… it needs to be LOUD. Enjoy ๐Ÿ™‚

#1213 Rhapsodic notes

My gratitude came to me pretty early this morning. It was while running to the car to take baby girl to school drop off that it happened.

In amongst starting the car, putting our bags in the boot, and strongly encouraging her to โ€œclose the door,โ€ I then sat down in the driverโ€™s seat with a huff, and suddenly heard the all-too familiar notes…

โ€œIs this the real life

Or is it just fantasy

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality…โ€

What? As if it was planned for my entrance. I checked the station. Queen playing on commercial radio? A 6 minute song on breakfast FM?

It was.

I looked back at baby girl in shock. We were both thinking the same thing.

We had just sang a birthday version of this song for my sister on the weekend. We had created it and revised the words, and made it all about her. In fact, as I started to drive, baby girl decided to belt out our version…

(Instead of โ€œMama, ooh ooh ooh)

โ€Aunty, we love you.โ€

Oh God, it was gorgeous. I drove to her school with the music blaring, original words interspersed with our own rhythmic creation.

โ€œSo you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

Use your digital camera and leave me to smile!โ€

It was hilarious and put us on an immediate high for the day. Not only were we singing along to one of our favourite songs, but it was bringing back all the amazing memories of the weekend,

They even played the last words…

โ€Anyway the wind blows,โ€ which is really

โ€œHappy birthday sister.โ€

GONG.

Best start to the day.