it almost pains me to do this, but i have a very secret, very stupid wish. it’s hard for me to actually admit it here like this because i’m not planning to get married. ever. i think it’s dumb and i don’t think it makes any sense (to commit to someone forever). but, i love this song and it just only makes sense for what i’m about to disclose.
i’ve never told anyone about this, but, it’s adorable and i think someone should know. so… here ya go, internets. the one thing i’ve never told anyone. ever. and to those who stumble across it, feel free to steal the idea. someone should actually carry it out one day. and don’t be a sh*t head. let me know when you do so my stupid heart can grow another size that day.
i want to dance with my father at my wedding to this song:
please don’t lose respect… i’m still your fitz. and i’m still here to be awesome. but, sadly i have a softer side. and, i’m hoping you’ll give me a break since it includes my dad. yes?
i don’t know why i didn’t think of this sooner. a sound bit (with video that’s a complete waste. since it was dark out. and not pointed at me. and, i didn’t have an acoustic in the front seat or anything):
if (when) i catch myself in the white audi concert hall again, you know i’ll definitely let you know.
growing up, i was exposed to a lot in the way of superstition. the women in my family always had a saying or a myth for when you found yourself amid very random circumstances. and i do mean random.
here are the highlights of the things they instilled in me, my sister, and a host of girl cousins:
never pass a knife. you and recipient/passer will have a fight. (place it on the table.)
if you accidentally drop a fork, an unexpected female visitor will show up. with a knife, a male.
always lift your feet when crossing railroad tracks in the car. for luck.
never have a white-wick candle in the house (i.e. – unburned. bad luck.)
when a black cat crosses your path, change directions in order to alter that path. (this is kinda funny.. my sister and i *always* do this in the car.)
never sew or clean on sundays. it’s bad luck.
when your nose itches, someone’s talking about you.
you must burn a candle for the deceased… for some crazy long period of time that escapes me.
if your right eye is twitching, its bad luck. left eye, good luck.
when exiting someone’s house, you must leave through the same door you came in through. otherwise, you steal their good fortune.
white spiders are good luck. don’t kill them. capture and release.
the first person to grace your doorstep on xmas eve needs to be a man (that you meet with a warm gift). a woman may cause bad luck. (and you don’t wanna take that chance.)
never place your purse on the floor. or else, you’ll be poor.
hold your breath when passing a cemetery. no idea why. (never caught on with me.)
when someone undesirable sits beside you, cut your coat tails and move on.
don’t eat any sort of poultry on or around new years. otherwise, you’ll be “scratching” for money. stick to rich, fatty stuff – pork, shrimp, bacon, high-end chocolate, champagne, etc.
surprisingly we never got into the whole salt over the shoulder thing. i’ll probably never be able to break free from some of these myths or this crazy hard to describe pseudo psychic ability i have. but luckily, i’m now heavily armed with a wide variety of amazing family recipes. white witches are great in this regard. or if you need a hex placed. or something.
