planes fly over our house

13 May 2011 1 Comment

by samsonadventures in Uncategorized

On days like today I feel like Superwoman b/c when Edwin told me the news reported that the heat index was 105 degrees today, I said, “Oh, really?  It doesn’t feel that hot.”  And I go back to my work.  I’m on the flip side of last year b/c last year I would have thrown a dramatic arm to my forehead and melted into the pool of sweat that gathered at my feet after rolling down my back.  I was a bit dramatic about the heat last year.

Last year we were still new here.  Last year we could say we arrived “this year” to the Philippines.  I realized today that now I can officially say I’m out of touch with my American culture.  I am sure I know nothing about the styles people are wearing (especially if they have sleeves on them).  Today I was listening to Edwin’s streaming country radio (sometimes I subject myself to that b/c it just feels like America) but I have something to say about country music in America right now.  What is it with trying to make southerners look like idiots?  As Edwin listens to this music frequently, I have heard several times a song that says:

You know I’m chilling on the back roads,
Laid back rollin to some George Jones,
Smoke rollin out the window,
An ice cold beer sittin in the console

I’m sorry, did it become ok to drink and drive in America since I was last there, or are people idiot enough to think these lyrics are worthy of being celebrated and broadcasted on the radio?  I’ll admit the tune is catchy, but the guy loses me when he attempts to rap.  Yes, rap.  The song is called “Dirt Road Anthem” if you don’t believe me.

Perhaps I should be more ashamed of my husband, who, when I told him of my distaste for this song (despite the fact that I probably (sigh) know several people who really do sing this as their anthem), exclaimed, “Oh!  Isn’t that song great!?”  He responded before he caught the ire in my tone.  (Note: Edwin, like many men, I’ve found, rarely listens to lyrics, but rather gets grabbed by the tunes of songs.  So, I can excuse his poor taste, at least in this case.)

I’ve watched American Idol for the first time this year.  I’ve really enjoyed it.  I never got to vote, though, which makes me sad b/c they just voted off the sweetest guy on the show: James Durban.  Would someone vote for Scotty for me?  I’d love to see him win.  He’s a good ol’ boy that I think I can trust not to record songs like anthems to unpaved roads and drunk driving.

Not to make light of drunk driving, but sometimes I feel like that’s the best description of how Filipinos drive, which I guess is giving me practice in case I return to the States and everyone is trying to live out the song I so dislike.  You never know.  It’s nice to be prepared.

All kidding aside, my heart is with my southern brothers and sisters who are fighting back flood waters this week.  MissLou, I love you!

Couple notes about Josiah:
He’s got several more words, and is starting to imitate more:
moon
wala (a Tagalog word which means, “none”)
no (he likes this one, and says it when he starts to do something he knows he’s not supposed to)
hi

Planes fly over our house, and you can hear them.  When Josiah hears them he wants to be picked up so he can be closer to them, and he says, “Byebye.”

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