A Smile and a Ribbon

Here's a little ditty I ran across the other day by a two-sister singing act (named Patience and Prudence) from the 1950s. At first I liked it just because it's so cute and old-fashioned sounding, but the more I think about it, the song does makes a pretty good point about what people really notice.

It's amazing how much a smile can make a difference in others and in my own mood. (which I believe has something to do with the happy endorphins that are released when you use your "smile muscles"...seriously) And of course a fun ribbon can help too.:) So keep on smiling everybody!

Completely Uncalled For

OK, I should not be posting this. I'm sure it could be considered inappropriate, racist and mildly offensive...but I can't help it. I apologize profusely in advance. I just thought it was too funny when I read it to keep it from all of you.:)

And now that I have your attention, here's my little joke...(teehee)

In a Perfect World:

• The Germans are the mechanics
  
• The French are the cooks
  
• The Italians are the lovers
  
• The British are the police
  
• And everything is organized by the Swiss
  

In a World of Utter Grief and Chaos:

• The Germans are the police
  
• The French are the mechanics
  
• The Swiss are the lovers
  
• The British are the cooks
  
• And everything is organized by the Italians

Now, where do you think the Americans would be in all of this?:)

Beatles Tribute

My family and I went to Symphony on the Prairie last weekend here in Indy and the theme for the evening was The Beatles. They actually had four guys singing their songs who looked and sounded shockingly similar to the real thing...mop-tops, suits, English accents and all. With the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra behind them and the sun setting on the rolling hills of Conner Prairie as the backdrop, it was a great evening.

It was especially nice to be together with the family after a couple crazy months of summer. (Isn't summer supposed to be more relaxing?) Watching my dad get all excited as he re-lived the old days was pretty fun. He dragged my mom down closer to the stage so they could really "experience" the live music, and though we laughed at first, we all ended up down there by the end of the show. And he was right, the music did sound even better...plus, we got to watch a bunch of crazy Beatles fanatics and fearless dancers let loose to Twist and Shout.:)

Well, the whole wonderful experience has reignited my love of the Beatles. So, in tribute to the World's favorite British band...