T is for “Time of My Life”

Blogging From A to Z Challenge: T

(I’ve Had) The Time of My Life– Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes

This song is best known for being the theme song for the 1987 film Dirty Dancing, starring Patrick Swayze (sigh) and Jennifer Grey. There is so much I love about Dirty Dancing. Patrick Swayze. The music. The setting- I wanted so badly to go there. Johnny and Baby together. Baby’s awkwardness. Johnny’s hotness. Baby giggling every time Johnny ran his hand down her side. Sylvia and Mickey. The ending. And did I mention Patrick Swayze?

Some of my favorites Dirty Dancing quotes include:

• “I carried a watermelon.” – Baby
• “Oh, come on, ladies. God wouldn’t have given you maracas if He didn’t want you to shake ’em.” -Penny
• “You just put your pickle on everybody’s plate, college boy, and leave the hard stuff to me.” -Johnny
• “I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw, I’m scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.” -Baby
• “Where is my beige iridescent lipstick?” -Lisa
• “Look, spaghetti arms. This is my dance space. This is your dance space. I don’t go into yours, you don’t go into mine. You gotta hold the frame.” -Johnny
• “Have you had many women?” -Baby
• “Nobody puts Baby in a corner.” -Johnny
• “Sorry for the interruption, folks, but I always do the last dance of the season. This year somebody told me not to. So I’m gonna do my kind of dancin’ with a great partner, who’s not only a terrific dancer, but somebody… who’s taught me… that there are people willing to stand up for other people no matter what it costs them. Somebody who’s taught me about the kind of person I wanna be. Miss Frances Houseman.” -Johnny

How about you? What are your favorite Dirty Dancing memories?

Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 22- Group

 

I’m sitting here listening to a CD that Andrew burned of arrangements he wrote. I’m feeling nostalgic.

I spent 13 years listening to my kids perform in various ensembles- from Concert, Jazz and Symphonic Bands to Wind and Brass Ensembles, quartets and solos. The majority of my time was spent driving kids to rehearsals or sitting at concerts. With Andrew being a hardcore musician, the last 7 years were especially hectic, filled with performances every month.

I spent a lot of time looking at my kids on a stage filled with other kids who were dressed identically and most of the time seemed to have the same hair color. I came to recognize different quirks each of my children exhibited.

Michael hid. He was the master of positioning himself just out of sight behind a music stand or the person next to him. The only time he was not able to disappear was when he was in jazz band, and then he was front row and almost center. (He did not like that although he loved jazz band.)

Kris was always looking for us. The entire time he was playing, his eyes would be darting around the audience until he ensured that we were there.

And then there was Andrew, the hardcore musician. We spent the most time watching him on the stage. I learned to recognize the expressions on his face and the roll of his head that he does for some unknown reason but is unique to him. He turned hiding from our camera into an art form, waiting until mere seconds before beginning to play to shift his chair and music stand, causing us to have to scramble to change our position to catch him on video or in a picture.

I miss that, as odd as it might sound.

For the past two years, I’ve had to content myself with seeing Andrew play when we are able to visit him at school, which has been twice a year.

I miss the driving to and from rehearsals. I miss the concerts. I miss hearing Andrew play in some very cool venues. I miss the sound of the trombone filling the house and drowning out the tv or my own music. I miss the never-ending saga of the lost black sock. I miss reading the programs from front to back. I miss doing some of my best writing under the cover of darkness during the concert. I miss it all.

And when I saw the prompt – Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 22- Group– the groups that came to mind were the many groups of musicians I’ve seen over the past 15 years.

The Great Book of Lists: Chapter 4.1- Groceries

This week we are on Chapter 4.1- Groceries for The Great Book of Lists. This is more of a list that will change from week to week. Mine is more of a task list, with shopping items included.

This week’s list:

• Pick up dessert and hostess gift for tonight
• Verify address for tonight’s gathering
• Wash sheets for Kris’s bed
• A to Z- U, V, W, X, Y, Z
• Catch up on reading blogs
• Gather resources for SE Meeting
• Monday- shop: pasta, oatmeal, bread, milk, paper towels
• Monday- meeting 9:30am
• Tuesday- lunch Steph
• Wednesday- reading group 8am
• Wednesday- meet Diane pm
• Thursday- watch Beej, pick up CJ school
• Saturday- TAC meeting

Thanks for stopping by!

-Kat