I really like them both. Two of my favorite artists. Why to I have to pic.
I must buy this book. I do not have a fancy-dancy camera: iPhone and Sony Cybershot. They both take pretty good pictures.
Great song, and great artist to plant that ear worm. Imagine Dragons next, please. I'm trying to keep up with my grand-daughter
Many time adults looked at me after hearing Coral's respond with her Sesame Street name. "What did she say?" they asked me. Straight-faced I replied, "She said, she's The Amazing Mumford." Imagine the looks I got!
I have a grandson named Robert. The old names are coming back.
Love this. Especially Lucretia. My youngest daughter's name is Coral, named after her great-grandmother, who she never met. When she was in pre-school, she insisted her name was The Amazing Mumford," once of the less popular Sesame Street characters. By the time she was in junior high, she wanted to change her name to Brenda (perhaps because of B.H. 90201.) The weird thing about that is her grandmother (g-g-ma's daughter) offered to pay me to name one of my daughters Brenda.
BTW: My husband was a phys-ed teacher, so naming our kids was sooo hard. Every name reminded him of a student.
This reminds me of the first time I went shopping for pants with my husband. "These pants are defective, one leg is bigger than the other." I said. The salesman and I went round and round, with him insisting that's the way they're supposed to be and me acting like he was trying to bamboozle me because "no way, people, even men have two legs the same size." My husband stood quietly to one side. Hours later, he explained the need for extra room on one side (for the protuberances that he had and I didn't.)
Think about it this way: If a man were to dress in short-shorts, sandals, and with chest showing (manscaped or not,) I would be distracted. Part of that might be attraction distraction, part of it might just be WTH distraction. I probably would not be listening to what he had to say as closely as if he were dressed modestly/professionally.
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I wish you had a Facebook or Twitter share button on this post. So many friends and family have bad knees. Not me, not yet. Still my neck and shoulders sound like it has gravel rolling around in there.