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I’m Tired, But I’m Here… And I’m Singing!

Ever have one of those moments where you want to do a bunch of stuff, but you’re so tired you know you’ll only end up with pitiful results, and so you might as well not bother? — Yeah. That’s me tonight.

I want to write (specifically on my novel), but I know it’ll be one gigantic mess that needs a lot of editing later. And I mean, a lot! I tried to read, but I wasn’t processing anything I was reading. I’d get a couple paragraphs down and realize I had no idea what I just read. I was going to catch up on Chicago Fire, I’m several episodes behind, but all that action, drama, and adrenaline rushing that goes on with them, well… it needs a certain amount of focus from me, which I’m not sure I’m capable of right now. — I’m that kind of tired. I can’t even watch dramatic tv!

I think I’m going to pick an animated movie, or a 90s sitcom, something that doesn’t require a whole lot of thinking. Then I’m going to drift off to sleep, and tomorrow I’ll do all those things I’m itching to do.

Sounds like a solid plan to me. (But of course it does, it’s my plan! 😂)

I did manage this blog post though, so I’m feeling rather productive right now. Don’t get it twisted, this is all I’m capable of. I know you’re probably thinking, if you can do this Heather, you can do all the other stuff.

No, no. No, I can’t. I’m half asleep and give slap out. It’s been a long week, a lot of late nights, busy days, and early mornings. This one blog post, it’s all I have to give… (If you’re a 90s kid, and you didn’t just sing… but my love is alllllll I haaave to giiiive, without you I don’t think Iiii could liiiive, I wish I could giiiive the wooorld to youuu, but love is all I haaave to giiiive… I’m a little disappointed in you. 😂)

Double thumbs up to me for actually getting something accomplished, though! (This blog post!)

See you tomorrow! – Heather. ❤️

Singing With Ol’ Timmy!

Nostalgic moment forthcoming! — I’m going to take you back in time.

Picture it.

1997. Seven year old Heather. Stringy brown hair, bangs, bright blue eyes, old t-shirt and a pair of, what were likely ugly shorts given the decade, running around outside, out in the country. No shoes. Barefoot.

Hot country hit on the radio. Tim McGraw & Faith Hill. It’s Your Love.

Because it was so catchy, and such a hit, seven year old Heather knew every single word. So she’d run around outside, belting it as loudly as she was capable of, but with so much heart, y’all.

Ahhhhh. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Today, 28 year old Heather is sitting in the middle of her living room floor, with a make-shift desk spread out before her, working… and simultaneously singing her heart out to “It’s Your Love,” with just as much passion as when she was just a seven year old little girl running around outside.

Still knows every word. Still feels those lyrics deep down in her soul.

Memories are a beautiful thing! We don’t even realize we’re making them, or how much they’ll stick with us, or mean to us, years and years down the road. But, boy are they something special.

Also, if you didn’t belt your heart out to “It’s Your Love”… you missed out! 😀

If you’re curious…. young Heather also knew all the words to “Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under” by Shania Twain. – Hahaha! I can still sing it without missing a beat. Along with “Strawberry Wine” and “Livin’ on Love.” — Y’all. I will forever be grateful that my dad always had country radio playing and that a thousand & one memories are now attached those songs. I get to relive them anytime I hear one. (Grateful to Mom, too. That Strawberry Wine was all her doing. 😉 )

Love Y’all!
Heather! 😀