Big News (especially for my teenage bookworm self)

Yesterday, I went on Facebook and my newsfeed was blown up by news that I actually cared about that doesn’t involve the vaccination debate or the inordinate amounts of snow my hometown is getting.

Harper Lee is publishing a new book!

If you haven’t heard, then check out this article from the New York Times.

Okay, a new-to-the-world book.  She actually wrote it many, many years ago.

I promptly “reposted” an article on my friend V’s wall.  Because she is someone who shares with me an unhealthy obsession with the wonderful novel that we coined “To Kill a Bird” in grade 10 IB English.  We did presentations that were way overdone with excessive bristol boards and background research.  We finished the book before we were supposed to and re-read it and loved the movie.

I’m excited.  I know other people are too.

And I don’t usually even like sequels that much (although I do have to read them for closure).

As a big nerd, I must admit, this is a book that I am looking forward to more than many other books that I have excessively looked forward to.

A long New Years themed questionnaire

It is a few days after 2015 has started, but I have never been one to celebrate festivities conventionally (Okay, actually I did stay up until after midnight, saw fireworks as the clock struck twelve, toasted the new year (with sparkling apple juice) and kissed my husband… That is pretty darn stereotypical, I must say). I saw this 2014 in review questionnaire (one of many) done by a few of the lovely bloggers I follow and I decided to play along. Warning: it is long-winded and reflective.

YOUR 2014

What one event, big or small, are you going to tell your grandchildren about?

Tough one… Seeing Wicked on Broadway. Getting to see/hear “The Creature” for the first times.

If you had to describe your 2014 in 3 words, what would they be?

Emotional, blessed and nauseated.

What new things did you discover about yourself?

I learned that I am capable of depths of emotion on both ends of the spectrum (joy and sorrow) at levels that I previously was unsure were possible. I also learned that taking time to do the things I enjoy or spend time with the people I love is something that I too often put off, so I am gratefuly that I am now starting to do that more.

What single achievement are you most proud of?

Does being in the middle of growing a human count? I’m mostly serious. But, if we are going with tangible obvious things, it would be having completed my research project and presenting it at a national conference (although we are still editing it for publication… Ugh.).

What was the best news you received?

That “The Creature” continues to be growing and healthy. After a long wait for a baby and especially after losing Elim and knowing how many others wait and pray for well little ones, I can’t help but be so grateful.

What was your favourite place that you visited in 2014?

New York. Hands down. Best early 5th anniversary and partly free trip ever! I got to see musicals, Body World and eat a lot.

Which of your personal qualities turned out to be the most helpful this year?

My high-baseline optimism.

Who was your number one go-to person that you could always rely on?

Patrick, obviously.

Which new skills did you learn?

I apparently got pretty good at microscopy according to my Pathology evaluation.

My countouring skills are getting better. Bring on the head and neck cases!

I am getting better at transrectal ultrasound (I know, valuable life skills here, boys and girls) and inserting needles for prostate brachytherapy. Cervical brachytherapy seems to be a bit of a slower go for me, but it seems like whenever I’m on, the cases wind up being super complicated, so I get stuck not doing much.

Today, I have realized I have also become pretty stealthy at putting on Jeter’s harness.

What, or who, are you most thankful for?

I am most thankful for the many friends and family, particularly our extended church family God has stuck in our lives. They have loved us through a lot this year and keep putting my focus back on what really matters (sometimes with some laughs and healthy distraction on the way).

If someone wrote a book about your life in 2014, what kind of genre would it be? A comedy, love story, drama, film noir or something else?

A dramedy? I think that might be a genre.

What was the most important lesson you learnt in 2014?

It is not my story, it is God’s story.

Which mental block(s) did you overcome?

The perception or belief that I’m not “good enough.” Its an ongoing struggle, but grace is the gift that keeps on giving.

14.What 5 people did you most enjoy spending time with?

This is challenging, there are many people with whom I enjoy spending time. I’m going to say C&C, A&P, K and M from our old small group (I know, that is 6). We got to have some special quality time with them for the first time in a few years and it was really enjoyable, meaningful quality time, even if it was brief. That doesn’t downplay the time we spent with many other very important people in our lives, it was just some of the most special time.

What was your biggest break-through moment career-wise?

When I started realizing that I could answer questions intelligently in teaching sessions and during my treatment planning exams and that I totally couldn’t have done that last year. I didn’t notice at first, but looking back, I can see how much I am learning.

How did your relationship to your family evolve?

I find myself more attached and concerned for my family and extended family as I get older. Probably because I keep learning how fragile life is and how important those people are.

What book or movie affected your life in a profound way?

The End of Your Life Book Club by Will Schwalbe. I don’t know if profound is the exact word I would use, but it made me think about my relationships with family, with patients and how I share my love of reading with certain people. It made me want to check out more books and to actually discuss them (instead of reading being a solitary activity).

What was your favourite compliment that you received this year?

It wasn’t a compliment. It was the most heartfelt hug and simply “thank you” from a patient’s husband.

What little things did you most enjoy during your day-to-day life?

I love coming home to Jeter who immediately “flops” and expects me to give him a good rub as soon as I walk in the door. I also love the time Patrick and I have when we do our individual Bible reading, pray and just cuddle and talk about our days before I go to sleep at night.

What cool things did you create this year?

I’m not that creative. Probably a knitted mug cozie (and then I lost the mug it fit on).

What was your most common mental state this year (e.g. excited, curious, stressed)?

I’m a resident, so stressed.

Was there anything you did for the very first time in your life this year?

I ran for 20 minutes straight. Brachytherapy insertions. I played Munchkin, Gloom, Love Letter, and several other games. I saw Wicked.

What was your favourite moment spent with your friends?

I’m torn between kayaking with L, C, Child and D in the summer or playing games and having a BBQ with C&C, A&P and K this summer.

What major goal did you lay the foundations for?

I’m continuing to be a resident, so a suppose that is working towards my major goal of one day having a real job as a staff physician.

I would one day like to run 5k straight. I know for many people that does not seem like a big deal, but I am NOT an athlete by any means. Before I got pregnant and super sick, I was up to somewhere between 1.5 and 2km without a walk break and didn’t need too crazy long for a break. But now, I went for my first run again last week and I can barely run for 3 minutes without starting to get hot and out of breath (it has been about 12 weeks). I know that I can’t push myself excessively now, but I want to at least maintain (or improve) my fitness, so that after baby gets here, I can keep moving in that direction.

Which worries turned out to be completely unnecessary?

Patrick always tells me worrying won’t make me taller. And he is always right. So, all of them.

What experience would you love to do all over again?

New York. The time we spent with our old small group friends. Our cabin adventure with most of the BIFFs.

What was the best gift you received?

I’m going materialistic on this one. Mr. Holland’s Opus, which was a surprise from Patrick who remembered me mentioning it was one of my all-time favourite movies, so when he stumbled upon it, he bought it and watched it with me.

How did your overall outlook on life evolve?

That is a deep question. I think I’m getting better at seeing how grace really plays out in our world and in our lives in all kinds of ways that are sometimes more challenging to see.

What was the biggest problem you solved?

I fixed our broken drawer. I know it sounds trivial, but Jeter broke that bloody drawer trying to get to the treats a couple years ago and I finally fixed it! Maybe not the biggest “problem” but definitely the best fix.

What was the funniest moment of your year, one that still makes it hard not to burst out laughing when you think about it?

When we were in New York, there was a voice on one of the subway trains that said “Please stand clear of the closing doors” who just sounded so happy while saying it (and also like a CBC sports personality). Patrick thought it was hilarious and would mock it and get even more excited if it was the voice on the train we were on. After getting back, we would still periodically announce “please stand clear of the closing doors” in that voice and crack up. Then, we noticed the elevator they are replacing in our building has a small automated sign that says that exact phrase. We lost our minds laughing at that.

What idea turned out to be the best decision ever?

Choosing to work Christmas Eve, so that we would have Christmas day to ourselves and more time to spend with family/friends at home over the New Years half of the break. We got to rest and relax, enjoy our alone time and our time with people (and even saw almost everyone we wanted to) and it was the best break we’ve had in some time.

What one thing would you do differently and why?

I would have accepted more help from people. I’m often reluctant to admit that I need help, but there were points this year where I was so sad or so sick that I probably should have taken people up on offers of breaks or a hand with things around the house or at work than I should have. I realize now that the past few months would have been a bit better had I maybe taken another couple of sick days or evenings to myself.

What do you deserve a pat on the back for?

I finished my off-service rotations in one piece and made it through the first difficult 6 months of core Rad Onc in one piece (half of which I spent drowsy and barfy) with people somehow thinking I am keen and have a good attitude.

What activities made you lose track of time?

Board games with our lovely gamey friends. I can lose hours playing good games with good people. Also, as always, reading. And I will admit, because I am a big dork, clinic prep and contouring are huge time sucks for me and often lead to me losing track of time.

What did you think about more than anything else?

Having children and not having children. I know it is so cliché for someone in my age and stage, but this was a seriously consuming issue for me this year in both the good and bad.

What topics did you most enjoy learning about?

I love my job and my field, so I enjoy learning most about oncology and everything that goes with it from how people (on both sides of the desk) cope with cancer and live with it, to how it works to the technical side of treatments. I have also been really excited to be learning more about God this past year.

What new habits did you cultivate?

I was doing decently at going to the gym before the morning sickness took me out. Hopefully, I can get back to that. Patrick and I have been doing better with prayer together. I have also been trying to be more intentional with being “social.” I’m not saying I am a social butterfly, but I am trying to have meaningful (or at least some) conversation with people more often in situations where I would otherwise have tried to hide out.

What advice would you give your early-2014 self if you could)?

I don’t know. I’m not always a good advice heeder. I would probably remind myself to be patient and know that tough stuff is good for growing and learning and that worry isn’t going to make me taller (even though Patrick did tell me that).

Did any parts of your self or your life do a complete 180 this year?

Not especially. My caffeine intake is probably a quarter of what it was previously, but that is the fault of mind-numbing nausea.

What or who had the biggest positive impact on your life this year?

Getting back to some important things. Like playing music again. Seeing and staying in touch with people who have been important in my life. Most importantly, seeing the thread of grace that God has woven in our lives.

YOUR 2015

What do you want the overarching theme for your 2015 to be?


What do you want to see, discover, explore?

I’m excited to do my Med Ed elective and improve/develop my teaching skills. I can’t wait to meet “The Creature” and figure out all that good stuff that comes with parenting. I am always happy to go on adventures anywhere, even if it is just close to home for the next while.

Who do you want to spend more time with in 2015?

Our families/extended family. We see them more now than we did our first few years of marriage, and I want to keep that up. Plus, their presence is going to be super important as “the Creature” grows up.

What skills do you want to learn, improve or master?

I need to learn how to be a parent at some point. As I said before, I want to work on my teaching and I just plain want to keep working on my clinical knowledge and skills. I always can improve on how well I love my husband and others. Plus, I want to be more fit, you know, the whole running thing, as I mentioned. If I could finally learn to play guitar, that would be great, but probably kind of a lofty goal given everything else.

Which personal quality do you want to develop or strengthen?

I’m not sure exactly how to word it, but I want to continue to work on my time spent with others. I want to be more open to people and more loving towards them and less afraid of interactions.

What do you want your everyday life to be like?

I just want to find joy in the mundane. Because that is what life is made up of, those ordinary moments that add together to make up our days.

Which habits do you want to change, cultivate or get rid of?

I want to keep working on our prayer time and devotions as a couple. I also want to get back to/get better at being more active.

What do you want to achieve career-wise?

I really want to pass physics and radiobiology this year (lofty dreams), so that I can just sit in on them when I come back from mat leave without feeling the pressure to have to write the exams and pass them with a toddler in the house. Doing adequately well on my other in-training exams would be great too. I also want to finish all of my rotations up to the start of maternity leave, so that I only have one 4 week block left of third year when I get back.

How do you want to remember the year 2015 when you look back on it 10/20/50 years from now?

I hope I remember it as a good year, but really, it is just a drop in the bucket.

What is your number one goal for 2015?

Read 67 books. Just kidding. That is a goal, though. I guess it is just to love and serve well.

My love-hate relationship with Christmas hospital

The hospital is a funny place at Christmas. I kind of have a love-hate relationship with Christmas hospital.

One part of me loves Christmas hospital. I love that everyone tries so hard to make it festive and that each floor or section have a different décor scheme (or lack thereof). I love that some people really rock the decorations. I get excited for the treats on the nursing units.

I love how people try so hard to make it a welcoming and festive place, even if for many people it is the last place they want to be.

But, I hate that people have to stay in hospital over the holidays. I’m glad we have the option and that these people are well taken care of. But, this weekend, I seem to have spent a good chunk of my on call rounds talking to people about their hopes to get out, their dismay about not getting out and trying to help them see or find the bright sides in the situation. It comes up a lot. And it is important, so it makes sense that it comes up.

I remember when I was about 5 (it was the year I got a Troll watch for Christmas), my Aunt was in hospital over Christmas. And she swore never to be there at that time again. I am too young to remember what was so bad about it, but I do remember her saying repeatedly she would never go to hospital before Christmas.

That is something I won’t forget.

I don’t want that for my patients. Because, unfortunately for a number of them, this probably is their last Christmas…

Our service is pretty good in that if there is any way the person is stable enough to go out even for a few hours, we try to make it work if the person and their family is wanting, willing and able.

I have one person who has the most festive room ever and plans on having their whole family in for Christmas dinner, although the logistics are still being sorted out. They are pretty excited and encouraged about being around for the holidays at all.

I saw another who only just realized home isn’t going to be an option and just wants to not be alone. Another who is going to get someone to bring in decorations. And a third who was working on Christmas cards and gift wrapping with their spouse.

Its not all that sunny, though. Some people say it won’t be Christmas this year, or get upset when talking about not being home.

I can’t make it better. But I want to. We can treat pain or nausea, but treating being in hospital over the holidays isn’t easy.

The nurses on our ward are awesome and make the best of it. We all, for the most part try to. That is what humans do over the holidays. And that makes it kind of a cool display of how people are decent.

Thus my love-hate relationship with Christmas hospital.

25 Faces (reblog)

I stumbled upon this awesome piece on Buzzfeed by Aemun Reza called “25 Faces Everyone Who Went To Medical School Will Remember.”

Check it out.  It is worth the click and the laughs.

My favourites (and most common expressions) are number 9, 15, 22 and 25.  But seriously, I think I have made all of these faces at one point or another.

Nehemiah is not Nineveh

I was reading Nehemiah in my nightly Bible reading last week.

I kept getting excited when I opened up my app (because I am that kid who needs an app to follow any kind of Bible reading plan) because I kept thinking Nehemiah was Nineveh.  Which is not a book of the Bible, but a place… The place where Jonah had to go and didn’t want to go and got scooped up by a whale.

I love the book of Jonah.  I get Jonah.  I’m a big chicken sometimes.  And I freak out to the point where God just sticks me in a situation where I have to suck it up and face the music.  Not quite eaten by a giant fish music, but you get the picture.

I love the lessons of grace seen in Jonah’s misadventures.

But, Nehemiah isn’t Nineveh, which isn’t Jonah.  

But, every night for about 3 nights, I got crushed when I realized that all over again.

It also made me remember this song that we once were forced to sing one Sunday night because the pastor was preaching about Jonah and other Father thought it was a great idea.  I thought it was a funny idea.  Everyone else on the worship team was kind of irritated to sing a children’s song, but I never heard it before, so I didn’t make the connection.  I have been singing it to myself for days.  Problem is that apparently the internet cannot read my mind and find the song I am searching for based on the few words and tune I remember in my head.  I’ll get over that, though.

Plus, I found this gem (although it does get annoying and doesn’t have a lot of point to it)… 


The saddest airport

Today marks our last day visiting the city where I did med school and where we spent our first 3 years of marriage.  

It was a great trip.

I’m sad it is over.

I’m sure I will share more of the awesome stuff I learned and the places we visited.

But for now, I must share that the airport here is one of the most depressing airports I have ever been in.  It isn’t the ugliest, or the sketchiest, or the smallest or biggest or any of those.  I have been stuck here a few times but not as many as in other places.  But, to me it is always sad.  

Maybe it is because I arrived here too many times with nobody there to greet me (actually I did have friends pick me up sometimes, but often it seemed we were on our own).  Maybe it is because I was always dropping off people to leave .  Or sometimes I was leaving people.  

The airport is on two levels.  Arriving, you can see people awaiting those who they love.  It is great when you see your person from either end.  It stinks when you are on your own.

But worse is when you are leaving or having someone leave.  There is an escalator to the secure area.  So, it is like they leave slower.

I’m sad to leave today.  We had fun with great friends.  I nerded it out at a good conference.  But, now it is time to get back to real life.  And likely not see our lovely friends for at least a year or so.

This airport makes me sad.  Okay, it is probably the circumstance.  But, I blame the airport.

Its the 24th of May and we likes to get away

Its the 24th of May and we likes to get away.

I am homesick this weekend.

Homesick for my med school friends.  Homesick for the place where my school was.  Where the May long weekend, or May 2-4 as it is fondly known, was celebrated with roadside camping and epic barbecue parties.   Our class always went out of town to have a big celebration en mass.  It was one of the few parties and things we all went to (even the quiet ones like me).

We might have studied hard, but we partied hard too.  And this was probably one of the biggest submersion in local culture things for me and many others.

This long weekend, I have physics to study, hockey to watch and a still sore toe.  We can’t have a huge adventure.  Despite that, it is a good day for an outside BBQ and relaxing on the deck.  Tomorrow, I am insisting we go on a road trip.  Because it is May 2-4 and that is what should be done (although I am very okay with not camping in a gravel pit… Plus, that is totally not socially acceptable where we live now).

Twisted MixTape: Snippets From My Life’s Soundtrack

This week’s Twisted MixTape is one that has me a bit excited and yet a bit boggled.  The mix is supposed to be the soundtrack to my life, but this brings me to ask the question does it mean the soundtrack as in the songs that best describe my life, the soundtrack as in the songs I would expect to hear played in the background if my life were a movie or the soundtrack as in the songs that were actually being played with a certain memory?

I settled on a kind of dual option being the last two choices.

My Skewed View

I remember many things based on songs (I am pretty sure I have written on that previously).  I can recall what song was playing with a certain memory or what song goes with a certain event.  So, that is what I will go with.  A few key life events and the songs that go with them in chronological order.  I will try not to repeat from previous posts where I have kind of done that before.

When I was a little kid, I had an obsession with the Dirty Dancing soundtrack (and yet I only saw the movie for the first time in my mid-twenties).  I used to insist on my parents playing it over and over again in the car.  We went for a lot of drives, so that was a lot of that cassette.  This song reminds me of riding in the car seat and eating ice cream with the cone separate (because I liked ice cream in a bowl but wanted the cone too).  The song is “Love Is Strange” by Mickey & Sylvia.

In junior high, I went through a super teen angsty phase where I listened to a lot of music that was pretty depressing and yet also rocked the whole boy band era too. I had a friend who had a less than healthy obsession with Our Lady Peace, so much of their late 90s music is the soundtrack to some of my summer memories going swimming at a lake by her house and playing N64.  Thus brings us to the next song, “Naveed” by Our Lady Peace.

I spent the summers of my high school years either attending or teaching at cadet band camp.  Yes, this is solid evidence of my coolness at this era.  While at band camp, we had one officer who introduced us to the Arrogant Worms.  Our camp was located on a base in a farming area where we would often start parades in farmers’ fieldsWe learned the words to this song and would sing it everywhere, including as a group on stage at a concert at a theme park.  Given the farming, the song is, of course “I Am Cow” by the Arrogant Worms.

When I was doing Nuclear Medicine, we were a tight knit gang of odd balls who did everything together whether it be a field trip to Taco Bell, a game of catch in the community college or hospital parking lot or a road trip to a conference.  That also meant we listened to a lot of music.  A couple of us were big music geeks and would bring in or create mixes or pick CDs for certain trips.  One of our consistent obsessions was Ben Harper because one of the guys ordered the album in early and we literally had it the day it was released.  The most played song (either during lunch or one of our many random adventures) was one that was both musically interesting and hilarious lyric-wise “Please Don’t Talk About Murder While I’m Eating.”  My main memory of this song involves throwing our class balls (because every class of 6 adults needs multiple balls to play with) at the wall of the office next door to our classroom to avenge the secretary’s loud personal conversation that went down during our exam earlier that morning.

One of my friends in med school was obessessed with Coldplay.  Obsessed.  As a result, almost always when you were in the car with her, that is who we would listen to.  We studied together, lived a few blocks apart and carpooled to school where possible and did some electives in Med 4 in the same city around the time Mylo Xyloto was released and that was almost all we listened to.  In fact, we once drove four hours and only listened to Coldplay.  We also went to see Coldplay live in Italy together.  Whenever I hear “Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall” by Coldplay, I think of driving in her very small car with no air conditioning down the highway with the windows down and singing this song at the top of our lungs to clear out the stress of CaRMS applications.

What are some songs from your life soundtrack? 

Twisted MixTape: Guilty Pleasures… I have far too many.

I have a pretty mixed bag of music on my iTunes (and a more limited mixed bag on my phone because I am having terrible problems syncing properly without randomly losing songs).  Some of that music I am pretty proud to share with everyone.  But, a good chunk of it is kind of embarrassing for me to have at least certain people hear.

My Skewed View

This week’s Twisted MixTape with Jen over at My Skewed View is all about our guilty pleasures – songs or bands you hate to admit you love.  I am all over that (especially because I need something a bit lighter right now).

“Sold” by John Michael Montgomery.  I have a thing for country music.  Particularly that of the 90s that I grew up on.  This song was, for some odd reason on the only modern computer in my elementary school (with Windows 95!) that happened to reside in my grade 5 classroom for the last half of the year.  We listened to it a lot.  I know all the words.

“Complicated” by Avril Lavigne.  Yes, Avril Lavigne.  Now married to the frontman of Nickleback.  Ah, Canadian embarrassment at its finest.  I really liked this song and, heck, the entire CD when it came out (I was 16, in my defense).  It still brings me back.

“Starships” by Nicki Minaj.  She kind of annoys me, but this song really pumps me up, so it exists on my running playlist and I run to it enough that it makes my 50 most played list right now.  Plus, it brings back memories of my med school graduation reception (classy bunch, we are) and rocking out with my niece and nephew (and changing the volume because I though that we had the unedited version and I didn’t want to give them back to their parents singing the actual words).

“Lucky” by Britney Spears.  Ah, the ex-Disney people.  I have many songs by ex-Disney stars than I really should as an adult.  This was one of my favourites as an emo teen.  I now crack this number out in the car and do actions while Patrick drives.  Such a sad song, but such terrible writing just brings sheer hilarity.

“Rama Lama Ding Dong” by The Edsels.  I LOVE this song.  I sing both the bass and the falsetto, sometimes in the same line.  Sure, it is old and sure, it is cheesy, but I just can’t get enough.

I am sure if you looked at my music collection you would agree this only scratches the surface of the awfulness and awesomeness that comes from the most embarrassing corners of my music collection.  It makes me happy, though (well, some of it is there because it makes Patrick happy too).

What are some songs or singers you like and don’t really like to admit it?

Twisted MixTape: Songs To Make A Friend Feel Better

This week’s Twisted MixTape with Jen at My Skewed View is a mix of songs you would make to make a friend feel better.

I’m a fan because I’m a big believer in the healing properties of a good song.

My best friend, V, (who doesn’t generally read my blog as far as I know) has been having a terrible year complicated by terrible chronic pain from daily migraines she has had for years that have stopped her from working and getting out like she used to.  She was supposed to have an occipital nerve stimulator implanted with the hopes that it would help to decrease her headache severity last week.  Unfortunately, her surgery was cancelled and rescheduled after the OR before hers went too long.  Big suckage.

V is one of those people who when she laughs, everyone laughs because she just gets so into it.  She is also one of the people I spent the most time singing like fools with in the car through university.  We share the same twisted sense of humor and some of the same taste in music.  Thus, she would appreciate the mixtape.  I may just send it to her.

“Roses” by Outkast.  We were roommates at cadet camp (and clearly super cool) and this song was popular that particular summer.  The first time we listened to the words, we lost it.  How can you not?

“What Is This Feeling?” from Wicked the musical.  Nothing helps to clear out some bad feelings than belting a musical song about loathing in not-so-perfect harmony.

“Somebody That I Used To Know” by Gotye.  The instrumental introduction of this song reminds V of this time L, my Other Mother and I crept up to the front of the church to play the closing hymn only to realize that the Pastor was not praying and everyone was staring at us, including the Pastor who asked “Can I help you?”    L was mortified, but Other Mother and I, as well as most of the rest of the congregation found this hilarious.  Plus, it is a great song to sing, even though most people only know the chorus.

“Jesus In My Life” by Hillsong.  This is a gem.  A gosh awful gem.  Our church a few years back was maybe trying to be cool and had us do songs at the opening sessions with the kids from this DVD by the Hillsong group.   Lost of cheesiness, lots of Australian accents and some very frightening adults dressed like giant child dolls.  This particular song had a dance and a lot of rap all of which didn’t fully make sense in combination.  We, however, loved to pretend to be cool when we sang this song.  We may (code for can) sing the entire rap and shout out our own audience participation.

“Queen of the Night Aria” from Magic Flute written by Mozart.  V has a gift for singing this song.  In fact, she used to make us all crazy screeching this gem.  All in all, it has a happy feel… Even if I am not cultured enough to actually know the opera or the meaning behind the song.

And there you have my feel better mix for the lovely V.  I can’t fix your head, but I can at least make you laugh.