Song Stuff, Videos | Posted by Jannie on 6 September 2010 @ 9:22 PM
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After numerous “teknickel dificulltees” and rogue hairs tickling my face during recording today, here you go!
A song inspired by memories of falling in love with my Sweetie 20 years ago.
(And is it just my computer, or is the audio a tad out of sync with the video?)
But not to worry. Ever! About anything. Really!!
Love to all!!
from Jannie
xoxoxo
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s climb way up the chestnut tree, up where the squirrels are running free.
Let’s breathe the magic air in our castle way up there.
The sun is setting on the sea, setting just for you and me.
Let’s climb away up high, ‘way into the sky.
Let’s build a fire on the beach, the moon is close enough to reach.
I’ve got a sleeping bag for two, and all my life to spend with you.
When you’re here with me like this, close enough to kiss
I’m wondering if you might wanna kiss me too.
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Ooo, this feeling
this real good feeling
The way I feel with you
Dweet da dayden
Do you feel it
do you feel it too?
(Ryan’s 8 bars)
Let’s drink it up, let’s drink it in, this gift of life upon our skin
With diamonds dancing up above and everything made out of love
If you’re thinkin’ you think you maybe love me too
Honey, don’t be shy, let’s take a chance and fly.
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Drink up the stars and fly away
Let’s drink up the stars and fly away
Dweet da dayden
Dweet da dayden
Drink the stars and fly away.
Friends, Song Stuff | Posted by Jannie on 7 May 2010 @ 9:47 AM
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Just how bold is Jannie getting? You’ll have to check it out here, on one of my favorite blogs in the universe.
And see?! I CAN actually post a single picture here on my blog without it leading to 17 pictures and 1200 words! Who knew?
xoxo
But wait! A photo editd in for Hilary, to hopefully better show the chainsawed hole in the decking around the tree. Here…
And Hilary, when you mouse over and read what I’ve named this photo, just think of it as a swimming grotto fed by natural cool springs, with hanging golden pothos ivy, bounganvillea and that bridal wreath plant draped ’round.
Okay?
Someplace warm and not too far from a sandy beach.
A respite for midnight dips, with champagne and hollandaise breakfasts.
Followed by a morning of strolls in shady parks, lunch in the shaded piazza, and an afternoon passed whispering to 600–to 1200 year-old art. Art that whispers, sings, and smiles back.
Song Stuff, Videos | Posted by Jannie on 23 April 2010 @ 2:13 PM
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Just a little ditty I wrote, inspired in part by a George Carlin bit. God rest his funny soul.
For anybody who does NOT know what a wedgie is, see the second definition here.
Wedgie Wedding Lyrics
1. The church was filled with flowers
And three hundred close friends
My gown of lace was white as snow
And I had no split ends
Everything was perfect, just as it should be
Except for one small detail that was
Tugging at me…
I had a wedgie on my wedding day
It crept on up as Dad gave me away
I had a wedgie but I tried to smile
Takin’ the trip down that long, long aisle
2. The groomsmen and the bridesmaids
We had ten of each
Guys in black tuxedos
Gals in satin peach
Cold champagne was waiting,
Steak and lobster too
All that I could think of was where my
Undies had gotten to…
I had a wedgie of atomic force
I would’ve loved to give it a yank, (of course!)
I had a wedgie but what could I do
Standin’ at the altar with my love so true?
3. Your undies may be borrowed
Your undies may be blue
But never ever let your undies
Get the best of you
Listen, everybody, don’t do as I have done
If you can’t trust your bloomers
You’re better off with none!!
I had a wedgie that was just plain wrong
My French-cut undies turned into a thong
I had a wedgie, I’m tellin’ ya , man!
It really wasn’t part of my wedding plan.
I had a wedgie on my wedding day.
I had a wedgie –what more can I say??
Friends, I have exactly 100 of my “I Need A Man” CDs left from my first printing. And once they’re gone — they’re GONE!! There may be a second printing someday, but with changes. So these are unique.
Get one here — only $10.00, plus low shipping. Mailed with moonbeams and mystic loving meanderings directly from ME!!
Drink it up, babee!!
