CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

The title of this post is actually a song by Kansas.
It is my favorite song in the world .
Hope it plays at my funeral.
I often have it my head, listen to it ( presently playing as I`m writing this) and never get tired of it.
It`s an oldie but a goodie and darn they don`t write music like that anymore!
I wasn`t born in the right decade.

I`ve had this song in my head ALL WEEK .
Why ?
For many reasons.
First, it`s my son`s 10th anniversary January 31st .
10 years ago , Superbowl Sunday, my first darlng was born.
It`s been 10 years of sweat, blood, tears, pure joy, worries, bliss, happiness.
He has taught me soooo much over these years.
I am a better person because of him and know what unconditional love is.
He`s also taught me that 10 years passes VERY quickly, it flies.

To carry on wayward : idiom meaning to continue, despite the difficulties, the obstacles.

My son or my kids are not the only people that come to mind when I hear this song.
I also see students who have or have had difficulties, problems, worries.
It`s not easy being a teen.
Heck it`s not easy being an adult either but at least life experience has given us tools, arms and shields to help us carry on wayward.
And at school, I often see students carry on despite the hardships, with friends not too far away.
And to them I want to whisper in their ear, carry on wayward with your head high. The storm is almost over and the blue skies are just a few clouds away.
Even I have to tell myself the same thing at times.
Is it the winter blues,the end of the term, the report cards, the réforme ?
Maybe.
Let`s just say I listen to the song quite often on my Ipod these days.

A few mminutes ago I was plating Guitar Hero II with my son and guess which song we played ?
Who would have thought 10 years ago that I`d be playing this exact song with my OWN son .
So to my son, my other kids ( students ), here are the lyrics and Zee song.
Feel free to sing along but let me warn you it is a highly addictive song.
It is also a song featuring in a Supernatural episode.
No wonder I adore this show!
So here goes, song AND lyrics just for you, just below the pics.
Let me know how you enjoy it.
Do YOU have a favorite song ?
Tata darlings.
Annie
PS: I received letters from your New Hampshire penpals.
I`ll print and hand them out Monday.
You can also send messages via the following Facebook link Mr.Patrick Bernier created for you folks: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=34881669535#


It doesn`t show but we`re having fun. Two perfectionists having fun.......

Félix`s favorite meal : pizza from his favorite restaurant and chocolate cake.Zee song link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pw6_VXPwm6U

DON`T HATE ME BECAUSE I`M AN IDIOT !

Those who know me very well will not be surprised when they read the following.
You are almost immuned to it and often ignore me when I do it now.
The rest of you MIGHT be.
For the others, don`t hate me because I`m an idiot.

It started many years ago.
I was working for Stéréo Plus at the time, part-time being a university student.
Music always played in the store, 12 hours a day.
I loved working there for that and the fact that I was the only girl in the history of the store ever having worked there.
It`s less complicated working with men.

Anyway, here I was working at Stéréo Plus and when things were quiet I loved testing the speakers: putting on really good music, really loudly.
We had the best stuff on the market but I felt I needed to test them once in a while when I was bored.
There were mini living rooms in the store so you could listen and feel like you were sitting on your own sofa.
I`d pop a c.d in, crank up the volume, shut the door and dance.........alone.
The end result after a few songs was liberating, I felt refreshed, renewed and happy.
My co-workers would let me do it in peace and being the youngest employee would tolerate my habit without ever complaining.
They would be gracious enough to warn me when clients would set foot in the store.
I `m still thankful for that to this day.

A few years later I started working at ESJN.
Needing my daily dose of music, I would bring my MP3 player.
And yes the tradition would continue.
Now obviously, dancing to my MP3 is a daily thing for me.
I have strict rules I abide to, for example :
It is best done with moderation, at an appropriate time and place.
Avoid doing this in front of a crowd but choose rather a small group of co-workers you know have a sense of humor.
It is best done in front of co-workers who need to laugh.
It works every time.
Do it for 1 or 2 songs maximum, you wouldn`t want to spoil them too much, keep them asking for more.
Do NOT take yourself seriously and they laugh even more.
My favorite audience : Katherine Bourgeois, my sec.4 teachers in the office, the art teachers, line Hébert and René the receptionist because she believes I dance well.

I like to call it my Happy Dance.
My favorite time and place is when I don`t teach ( I NEVER Happy Dance in class, it`s just not fun ) and have to do my milkrun.
My usual Happy Dance milkrun consists of : the photocopying machine .
I have to add that the secretaries downstairs are so used to seeing me do this that they ignore me.
If I`m good and lucky enough, one of them will throw a " Maudit qt`es folle " , usually Lorraine or Marie-Josée. Love it when they do that !
Then I go check my mail and grab a cup of java in the teacher`s lounge .
If no one`s there , I do the Happy dance like there`s no tomorrow.
If there are people, I tone it down a little.
A girl just has too much energy sometimes and needs to spend it.
Works especially on a sugar or coffee rush.
Nothing tones down my hyper-drive more than a 3 -minute Happy Dance séance .

I`m tellling you it`s a drug.
I got addicted to the moral booster it produces.
Try it, but let me warn you, it is HIGHLY addictive.
Do people think I`m crazy ?
Sure.
Do I care ?
No way.
If ridicule killed, I`d be dead a loooooong time ago.
I truly believe it is a natural anti-depressant.
Dance every day and keep the doctor away, that`s my mojo.
And it doesn`t require much equipment: MP3 player and you`re all set to go.

I Happy Dance everywhere now: in my truck ( even when I`m driving ), at home( my kids ignore me now- unless I have a new move ) and even at the grocery store but only if there`s a good song on and despite my kids` " Ah maman là ! "
The only time I am not allowed to Happy Dance is at home when my kids`friends come over.
I figure I want my kids to actually KEEP their friends!
I do have limits, that and the funeral parlor.

So on that, I wish you some Happy Dancing of your own.
Try it and let me know.
GROOVE IS IN THE HEART AND ANNIE`S GOT HER GROOVE BACK !
Tata darlings,
Annie

JINGLE BELL ROCK...... AND SO DO WE. GOD HELP US!

BEFORE I go on, let me apologize for the tardiness of my new post, my reponses to your wonderful comments and to put it plainly, neglecting y`all. ( What am I southern all of a sudden?).

I am suffering from a very contagious bug or virus.

No need to see the doctor, ther`s is no cure.

I`m doomed.

" Doctor, doctor, give me the news, I`ve got a basd case of Facebooking."

Hey, it`s not my fault every time I open my e-mails I see little messages from my friends who left me a little note on my wall or inbox.

What`s a curious girl to do , ignore them ?

If curiousity REALLY killed the cat, honey, I`d be dead a long time ago!

I know one thing that`ll calm my cravings: work AKA reality, you know the one that bites you in the patoot ( I love that word ) every morning before the shower.

And like I needed another addiction , along comes Guitar Hero and Rock Band under the Christmas tree.

Lord knows I had no idea I was buying myself a new addiction.

It looks so innocent in the box.

There should be a HUGE warning label !

You think I can get a Guitar Hero PATCH for my cravings.

I`d like to see my doctor`s face when I ask her next appointment.

Hey, I `m that desperate for a fix !!!

You start playing with those darn things and next thing you know 5 hours have whizzed by.

You heard me, 5 hours.

My kids were in bed and I thought I `d play alone a few minutes......

DOn`t worry, I don`t neglect my kids, I play with them a few minutes or when they`re in bed.

So they still eat 3 balanced meals a day, bathe and.......get their own fix of Play Station.

Well, to be very honest, I`m having so much fun during the holidays with my family and friends, I don`t miss school one bit.

I miss my kids, the teachers ......period.

It`s the rest I don`t miss, to the point where I don`t even want to mention them ( did anyone say schoolbell- yeurk !).

It`s honestly been the best holidays ever.

I hear my husband say : "you say THAT EVERY year ! "

Yeah, so what. It has.

As a new year`s resolution, I promise to be more consistent in my postings in 2009.

ANd I know for certain ,some of you will keep me up on it.

Keep in mind I have the da*&?%%$ reform on my plate this year.

See, one word and I`m depressed now.

The power of words: believe it.

Guitar Hero: aaaah, I feel much better.

So here are a few pics of my holidays .

Feel free to comment in English as you always do.

May 2009 rock your world.

Groove is in the heart baby !

Going to church : December 24th

For those about to rock, we salute you

Look ! Frohlich girls : Caroline, Heidi, Rose-Anne, Anna, Andréa

Rockin`down the house with TonTon Sébest,Matante Guidi . December 26th


Happy New Year 2009 !


Jamming in my jammies: life is good

JOY