My DH just celebrated his 40th birthday. I'm married to someone much older than I am. Okay, he is only two years and three months older, but older is older. Personally, I'd like to think that despite his unfortunate birthday, I am still quite young. While there are many times DH finds me to be a bit juvenile, he will admit that I can also act too mature for my age.For example, I love to listen to Rush Limbaugh, Dr. Laura, and Glenn Beck. DH finds my talk radio addiction mildly humorous. He believes I should have waited until I was at least forty to be an AM talk radio junkie. By his count I started approximately ten years too soon. I'm just hoping (once again this year) to finally get XM Radio in the Yukon for my birthday. I detest that loud, fuzzy AM radio static I hear every time I drive by any sort of interference, such as a car with an antenna or a house with a microwave. It is so shrill and someday, it's going to ruin my hearing. I have no idea why my usually generous DH has held out on me, year after year, regarding this gift.
But I guess I've held out on DH as well, since I have yet to give him any kind of present for his regrettable birthday. It is hard to know what to buy the elderly. Even though he is old now, he aged way too fast while in his thirties too. I wish he would have waited to fall in love with jazz until after my funeral. Though I'm pretty sure he fell in love with Diana Krall first, and the jazz music adoration was just part of the package.
He's lucky I'm such a confident and secure woman, because Diana Krall is sultry. I know many wives that would be very jealous of their own DH buying every album Ms. Krall ever produced, travelling across the country to see her in concert twice in a 2-month period, hanging out in some dark alley of New York City for two hours after her concert just to watch her slip into a car with Elvis Costello (what does she see in him?), and watching "Diana Krall: Live in Paris" over and over and over again. Actually, when I think about it like that, if I weren't so tall and leggy with long blonde tresses and a musical prodigy myself, I would be jealous!
All right, so you know I'm not blonde. I must confess, I'm not tall either. And sadly, I have never, ever been referred to as "leggy." Well since I'm being so truthful, you should also know that even though D2 insists I need to try out for American Idol (don't you see why I just love her?) anyone who is not my elementary school-aged offspring, would never suggest such tryouts would be in my best interest.
So why am I not jealous of DH's affection for Diana Krall? Have you heard that lady sing? Her voice is getting worse every day. Frankly, I don't know how she sells any CD's. For the most part, her music sounds like that high-pitched AM radio static. Weird, huh?
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vioce is getting worse everyday??? are you on crack? I think that AM Radio has ruined your ears.
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ReplyDeleteOooh, I agree. She is not a great singer at all. I think her strength is in the packaging. My "old" habit that my DH laughs at (besides NPR) is that I can't watch TV without the closed captions on. My hearing is fine, but with all the noise around me, I like to keep the volume low, and I like to read the words. I understand this is not for everyone, so I USUALLY turn off the CC for company :)
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ReplyDeleteDH would definitely fit right in. You also might be surprised at how mixed a crowd we are!
Mompreneur,
ReplyDeleteWonder if I could get DH to take up the closed captioning habit - now that he's getting on in years and all. Can't hardly imagine what my bedroom would sound like at night. Could it be possible for me or DH to fall asleep without listening to ESPN SportsCenter?
Bud,
ReplyDeleteDH will probably be checking out the Diana Krall site soon. It'll be one more thing to add to his list of Diana Krall infatuation habits. As D1 would say (dripping with sarcasm), "Oh joy!"
I will admit that Diana Krall does not have much range as a vocalist but what her voice does deliver is honesty, soulfulness, I mean you listen to her and she puts you someplace; either someplace lonely, happy, sad, swinging...she tells a story and puts you there! Plus she is an AMAZING musician!! You cannot deny that! She swings so hard!!
ReplyDeleteDK ROCKS!!
I think I agree. Diana Krall does put you someplace.
ReplyDeleteMost often she puts DH in a one-on-one concert at the side of her piano, where she plays and sings melodic jazz and he listens in a dream-like state.
She puts me in the laundry room since that is where usually am during her DVD concerts that play repeatedly in our home.
Well, I don't know about your DH, but the only reading mine does takes place in the bathroom - hence, the dislike of the CCs. Plus, he says, "it's blocking their faces!" Which only happens sometimes. But it's funny to watch him lean over to try to see around the captions :)
ReplyDeleteYour DH has great taste in music. I have to agree with another comment poster who said something to the fact that AM radio must have damaged your ears.
ReplyDeleteAM radio has ruined my ears... Just for the record, that was my punch line first.
ReplyDeleteOuch! Rush over Diana? Pompous over Plush? Right wing over Oh So Right...I am with DH on this one
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ReplyDeleteI had to reread your comment because at first I thought you meant the band Rush. As in the guys that have been trying to make a hit since man first walked on the moon. Ahhh, I crack myself up.
DK has attitude-I have to admire that. Like in her song Peel Me a Grape ( http://www.lyricsdomain.com/4/diana_krall/peel_me_a_grape.html)-lyrics are awesome :) Sing that one to your hubby some time! *grin*
ReplyDeleteWhoa! Now there's a song! But can we skip all the "Crush me some ice, skin me a peach, french fry me" gunk and get straight to the "Hop when I holler, skip when I snap"?
ReplyDeleteIf you don't know this song, you can read the lyrics here.
I like the "skin me a peach and save the fuzz for my pillow", hehe!
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