Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Porgy & Jess

A little Gershwin with my coffee this morning. . .

As I was preparing the first pot of joe for the day, "Summertime" flickered across the screen of my internal iPod.  Yes, there is a constant soundtrack running in my brain.  A habit born from an era when I was certain I was headed for film school, I break 20 to 30 times a day and wonder what song would best fit the moment.  Give it a try some time, that's if you don't already do this.  Typically, I go for more Tarantino-esqu motifs, songs that sounds out of place on the surface, though further examination reveals their very meta existence.  

This morning was unique.  Today's moment was straight forward and beautiful.  As I sifted in delicious morning blend grounds, I caught myself humming "Summertime."  After quickly realizing both of my roommates were still asleep, one snuggled in his crib and the other splayed across our entire bed, I let loose.  Sang at the top level of my "inside voice."  Luckily, the dogs did not howl- for I have a "unique" voice.  Something akin to a security alarm, like an ambulance and a cuisinart had a baby who auditioned for American Idol- that's equivalent to my vocal stylings.  

"Summertime" lyrics are what really hit me.  "Summertime and the livin' is easy. . ."  Yep, for the very first time this summer, the livin' is easy.  Feels like my vacation can finally start.  

4 comments:

Karen Getty said...

Oh Anna, he is truly precious. I love those pics of Jesse kissing his little nose. He is seriously puckering up to daddy! You are right - that is priceless. On another note, while I sometimes compare moments of my life to music, I'm notorious for breaking into movie quotes constantly. Almost any life situation reminds me of some movie scene. Love, K

Anonymous said...

What a shame that this little guy has no one to love him...NOT! He is so sweet...and he certainly focuses on you and Jesse! No wonder, the two most important people in his world...taking care of all of his needs from A (adoring) to Z ("the zipper")!

We are so thankful that you are home with your own things to bring a comfort that only your own bed, bathtub, kitchen, furniture and space can bring as your little guy grows stronger every day.

If you ever decide to leave teaching, you could write full time and enthrall your fan club with the everyday happenings in your own enchanting manner. You can rest assured that I would be one of the first to seek your autogragh as you sit a table in Barnes & Noble while your adoring followers line up to read the next epistle from the dynamic pen of "Anna". Yes, I would pay $$$$ for that old fashioned (here's hoping it never goes out of style) "book" with real pages that can be dogeared to hold a place and highlighted and underlined with notes in the margin!

Thank you for sharing this with us.

Prayers...ab

:o) mg said...

ok, I know this is odd, but this post made me cry at the end. Even though we've never met, I am so happy for you.
God bless.

:o) mg said...

(ps - and I'm not even a hormone hostage)