When Did I Get To Be So Old?

Ok, if you've been around my blog lately, you know my birthday was last month. My 48th. Lin over at Duck And Wheel With String did this post about a guy ahead of her in traffic doing a "Stevie Wonder" and clapping and thoroughly enjoying the music he was listening to, whilst still driving like a bat out of hell even though his hands were busy clapping and not at 10 and 2 on the wheel as they should be. I had just read the post shortly before I left the house to meet Lin at a Starbucks to commiserate about our kids' back to school experiences and to talk about you all. (Oops! I didn't type that, did I? Your ears weren't ringing were they? I was just kidding.)

As I hop on the interstate for what should be a 10-15 minute ride (ok, 20 if I would have went to the correct Starbucks!) I pull into a parking lot, I mean the interstate. It was bumper to bumper. I was getting increasingly more frustrated because I hate to be late. I was driving Anastasia's car because mine is out of commission at the moment. I wanted to reach for the CD player and play my road trip CD that I blast in heavy traffic to rock out to and basically calm myself the hell down. The first song is Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" and I always crank it and sing along.) But her CD player is broken. Argghh. I couldn't take the Mix station anymore so I started hitting buttons and came on a new favorite, 104.1 The Jack. What the hell kind of name is that for a radio station, and why haven't I heard of it before? I Know Jack.Com or Be Jacks Friend.Com. This is soooo "my" music. (Yes, it's your music too Harriet!) Steve Miller Band, Scorpion's "Rock You Like A Hurricane" and then just as I hit my exit ramp...ahhhhhh...there it was...Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody"! It was like a message from above that was sent to help me chill the hell out. I cranked it! And I was singing and rockin' out! As I got to the stop light at the end of the off ramp there was a homeless man panhandling. I don't do it often, but I thought, yes, I'm struggling, but I can give him a dollar. If he spends it on booze, it was the charitable thought that counts right? I mean, I can't control that. I rolled down the window, he walked over and I gave him the buck. He said God Bless and I said God Bless and he asked the time. I told him the time, the light changed and I closed the window and continued to rock out. Then it dawned on me that I hadn't lowered the radio when I gave him the money. And oh yes, the show! I hope he enjoyed the show as my car pulled up to the light. Lol!

After much needed laughs with Lin, I got in the car to drive home and Journey's "Any Way You Want It" came on and I thought, this is "my" station. It brought me back to back in the day, listening to this music. No responsibilities, no cares in the world. And then it hit me. Sometimes I have way to much responsibility and I have way too many cares in the world. It does get very overwhelming at times. But one of the themes that came up at the end of our blog pally Starbucks trip was, there are so many people that are less fortunate. I hold onto that, sometimes it's all I have. I also hold onto my sense of humor. (Sick and twisted as it may be at times.) And now I can escape a little with "my" music from back in the day. You know how sometimes a song you haven't heard in ages sparks a memory? Like that. Not that all my younger years were completely carefree, I mean I lost both my parents in my twenties, but some of those songs do bring back those little bits, that nostalgia.

(And how cool is this? I won the Rock Of Ages 80's Giveaway at Sassy Irish Lassie! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!)

Remember how back in the day music was so important to us? At what age did it stop being important? You know, at what age did the music become 'that horrible young people's music' and we became old?

What are some of your favorites, from back in your day, that you love to rock out to?

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