Songs that make you think

This morning was my morning off from my kids because of my wonderful co-op with my Weaverville girlfriends. And I took the morning to myself. I made dinner in the crock-pot and because I am a crack head, I decided to go running. Outside. In 35 degree weather. I was cold when I started, but by the end of the run I was a sweaty mess and felt AMAZING. I haven't run outside in months for several reasons, two of them are named Lucy and Asher. But I was rocking out to my ipod on shuffle and NightSwimming by REM came on.
This may not seem like a natural song for many of you to run to. But, I was a freshman in high school when Automatic for the People came out. I remember buying the tape at the time, and it was so cool-clear YELLOW. How original! Haha. Anyway, it was one of the first cd's that I bought when I got my first CD player. (The CD was all yellow too) I can pretty much sing every word to every song on that cd right now. It was so great to hear a song that brought back so many memories, good and bad. Some were really sweet and others were that annoying dramatic high school moments when I just needed to listen to this cd in order to FEEL deep.
Anyway, I was loving the song, loving sweating while running around a frozen lake and looking at ducks. All without my children. Bliss.

Sorry that I haven't updated the blog with anything of substance lately. I got the flu over the weekend (just gave it to Matt) and have had no energy. Along with, I have been working a lot of hours trying to close my first sale and getting it kicked off the ground. Hurray for my new job!

Anyway, here are the lyrics to Night Swimming just in case you don't know the song!

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, its so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the waters edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
Im not sure all these people understand.
Its not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
Septembers coming soon.
Im pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.

Scariest Moment So Far

I had to run to the grocery store this afternoon for three things. I debated just leaving the kids in the car and running in, but I decided against that since I don't like being arrested for child endangerment. So I took them in. I let Asher just run alongside the cart and pushed Lucy. It was actually enjoyable and fun since both kids were in great moods.
After we left the store, I put Asher in the car first and threw the groceries in the front seat. I, of course, bought more than three things. But anyway. I slam the door and come around to the rear of the car where Lucy is seating in the buggy. But she isn't there and neither is the buggy. It is literally running away from the car by itself going downhill and picking up speed.

It is NOT moving slowly and the look on Lucy's face I am sure mirrored the look on my face. It is picking up speed and I am talking about at least 15mph and she is getting further away from me, at least 15-20 yards. The parking lot is sloped pretty significantly away from my car and I can't catch up to the cart. The cart veers and finally smashes into a parked car and then turns over sideways which is when I finally catch it before it smashes into the ground and breaks my daughters neck. I got all bruised up because I pretty much ran through the cart to grab Lucy before she hit the ground. Lucy was banged up pretty good too because she was facing the opposite way when the cart hit the car. I haven't moved that fast since I played soccer in college. I didn't even wet myself, which is another minor miracle.

She was crying really hard, but settled down after a minute or two and no damage was done to the car that the cart hit. But two women appeared out of nowhere and couldn't believe that she was not hurt more badly. She has some bruises on her back from where the cart hit the car and her back was smashed against the seat rest. But that's all. I am convinced that it was only the grace of God. It was unbelieveably scary. My legs were still shaking an hour after it happened, mostly because my mind went to all the insane things that could have happened had she hit the ground. I mean, that's how you end up in Reader's Digest people. One day, you are doing your thing and then the next minute something insane happens to you and you get to freak out America with your tragedy. Well, we avoided it for today. Praise God.