Dia De Los Muertos

Life

I was reminded* that yesterday and today is Dia De Los Muertos. This is is very interesting because, as you know,  I found myself thinking of Gary, the boyfriend who died in a car accident when I lived in New York. It is weird that my mom sent me the photo that was taken the day I found out he died, and also weird that he died around this time of year. His birthday was also the end of October. So he has been on my mind. I feel like I should write about him more, but I don’t even really know where to start.

I remember our first date. It was summer and he took me to a party at a friend’s house. We had the best time together that night, innocent fun! Laughing and joking with each other as we had a few beers from the keg. Alphaville came on the stereo and he remarked that it was his favorite band. I’d never heard of them, so he went to the record player and put on his favorite song, Forever Young.

It kind of gives me chills that THAT particular song was his favorite, since he died two years later. But every once in awhile it will play on my iTunes and it will make me think of him, which is nice.

Along those same lines, this morning as I was walking to work, “A Song For You” played randomly on my iTunes. This song has special meaning to my mom especially, and to me since my mom told me her story about it. I only hear it if comes on randomly so when I hear it I feel like it is Doug, trying to get my attention. It was strange that it played today on my walk, but it was nice to think about my Step-father this morning as well.

I wish that American culture embraced The Day Of The Dead. It is a beautiful holiday and it is a beautiful thing to remember those who have passed over. I am glad I had these moments to think about Gary and Doug. Their stories and their spirit will forever live on.

*P.S. Go read Inge’s moving post on Pinhole Obscura!

The worst Christmas song ever written

Random

Just awful.

A couple of years ago the Mr. and I were having a discussion about Christmas songs and we observed that there are some truly awful ones. For example, Jingle Bells. It’s all fine and dandy for the first few stanzas but eventually it takes a turn for the  awful:

A day or two ago
I thought I’d take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
We got into a drifted bank
And then we got upsot.

A day or two ago,
  The story I must tell
  I went out on the snow,
  And on my back I fell;
  A gent was riding by
  In a one-horse open sleigh,
  He laughed as there I sprawling lie,
  But quickly drove away.

See? Awful!!

Anyway, we wondered what the worst Christmas song ever written was. We searched the intertubes and turned up a lovely little ditty about a bratty little girl wanting a hippopotamus for Christmas. Everything about it is terrible.

Judy’s Door

Craft


At work we had a “Decorate a door” contest for Christmas. My office mate and I decorated my door together. I thought we were all clever because we had this Christmas book theme and we put up little cutouts of books with titles of Christmas books that we have in the library, call numbers included. Well, we got third Prize. Judy got first prize. She blew us all out of the water. She’s very creative and crafty.