I find it amazing how a song can change my mood in a split second. 

Yesterday I spent so much time 'waiting,' that I just didn't know how much more I could take.  My day started with us waiting at the new dinner in town for a table to enjoy breakfast with my husband and daughter.  We waited again for our food with a tired baby that would really rather had been crawling about.  That afternoon I cleaned off my PC of over 600 photos of our amazingly photogenic little girl.  Of course then, waiting for each disc to save the information to it, and then reload to be checked for verification.  Next I headed down to Sears to buy our new over range and microwave.  Of course my salesman was not there (on break), so I cruised the store (but bought nothing, like a good girl)  Finally he arrived...but now on the phone.  I waited.  I waited at least 15 minutes before he could help me out.  That process took another 15 minutes...while I stood there....waiting.  Now, on to Target for Diapers.  That was quick and painless, but of course I get in line at the only register operating and they can't get the price for the woman's over priced expensive hair product.....finally....now it is my turn.  I'm checked out in a jiffy....Back at my car, I am forced to load my goodies in from the passenger side, as the car on the side I need to get in on, has the door ajar as a baby is being strapped in...empathetic, I understandably wait....Of course there's an abandoned shopping cart in that empty parking spot on the passenger's side, just mocking me.  I left it there.  Finally I get into my car and by this time, I am just seeing red.  One thing after another all day long is making me wait.  I am not in a 'waiting' mood.  I am in a spit fire, get the hell out of my way kind of mood....yet I am patient and say nothing...no heavy sighs....I am just perturbed.  My whole body is agitated.

As I cruise down the 840, Shinedown's version of Simple Man comes on the radio...I sing it with a very angry hard rock tone....then I flip the channel and the Four Seasons are singing Oh What a Night. Suddenly my mind is transformed to a wedding.  No one in particulars...just a wedding.  There is dancing.  Singing and dancing with my little girl, who in this imaginative wedding is now around 4 years old.  This transportation to a make believe time and place creates a transformation in me.....it changes my entire mood...my whole being.  Suddenly I find that I am happy.  My day is good.  No more troubles. 

I love how magical music can be.  It can transport you to any time and place at any moment.  It can strike the cord of a memory that only someone like Joe Perry's guitar can.  It keeps me happy.  It keeps me on an even keel.  Music sooths the soul.

Rock on sister.