Away In A Manger

This Christmas we are working hard to remember Mowy, Josess and baby Jesus, who lays his sweet head in... a boat that goes really fast.

P.S. Mowy gives a great high-five.

Music To My Ears

Alright, so I was given the challenge to create a CD of some of my favorite tunes. A sort of retrospect of my life. I was excited and eagerly up to the task. In preparation, I made a list of songs I thought were my faves. When the list began, it was a very manageable mix. A few songs here and there that would all fit nicely on one CD.

But soon the list grew. It grew, and grew, and grew. Out came a new list filled with far too many songs than I knew what to do with. I read my list to Bryan, certainly, he would help narrow it down, only to realize I had forgotten a few. I needed more help.

So next, to my best bet, Paige, who knows my music almost better than I do. Sure enough, as we sang for 1 hour and 45 minutes of her precious cell phone time, (sorry Paige, I owe you $$) I realized my list had somehow grown.

Then, more hours on the phone singing to friends, sleepless nights, no kidding, and way too much money on itunes, I finally had to do what I was so dreading. Dave Matthews, I am sorry, you got the boot. I still have one of yours on my list, however. Also cut were a couple of Counting Crows, Oingo Boingo, 10,000 Maniacs, only to name a few.

I realize this sounds utterly ridiculous. And it is. I just couldn't believe all the memories and emotions attached to certain songs. I couldn't just cut out memories, it would be like leaving out a piece of my life, boyfriends, stomps, crazy dates, a Land Cruise breaking down and having to jump the fence to Lagoon from the freeway, and on and on.

Needless to say, my CD was eventually finished and I was able to squeeze 21 songs onto my little disc. Even though I couldn't fit all I had hoped, The Best of Erin Massey will have volumes 1 through at least 100.

So here's the question, how is it that music can be more nostalgic than almost anything else? Second, what songs bring back the most memories for you and why? A little U2, some Pearl Jam or maybe even Neil Diamond? Who knows? Can't wait to hear.

Z is for ZEBAAAA!

Gearing up for the big night that lay ahead.Here he is...the zeba.
Happy Halloween!







Even zeba's need a break.



Sucker in hand and roarin' to go. Brooks actually had at least one sucker in his hands at all times, all night.

We had such a fun night. Brooks loved trick or treating. And now he has candy enough to last a lifetime. Yippee!