EXCITING UPDATE! Crystal Torrie's tune is revealed!

I have the result of a very serious & sneaky covert operation (see below).  The tune that Crystal Torrie's lyrics go to has been discovered.  It was surprising choice, but a very good one.

Are you ready?

Wait for it . . . . . . . .

I am pleased to announce that Crystal Torrie's "My Song" is set to Adele's "Rolling in the Deep."

Yep, now go on ahead and scroll down, find her lyrics and sing it out loud.

We were driving to the post office today.  I was trying to listen to the radio - the d.j.'s were trading stories about text message break-ups, Fisher kept asking me if I thought cats were allergic to wood, and Cassidy, I mean Torrie, was in the backseat singing away.  And then I heard it - "Hey boy, do you like me . . . . . ."  I shushed Fisher (i don't even know how to answer his cat/allergy question without opening myself up to another 50,000 questions), turned off the radio and listened hard.  She was quietly singing for a while but then started belting it out.  If I hadn't been driving, I would've tried to record it on my phone.  Next time.

Lyrics to "My Song" by Crystal Torrie

Yesterday Cassidy informed me that her stage name is now going to be "Crystal Torrie."  I asked her why she just couldn't use her real name and she told me that it just wasn't fancy enough.  When I asked her what she intended to do with her new name, she told me she was going to be a singer/song writer.

This actually cleared up a few unanswered questions I had since finding this little gem under her bed a few weeks ago.  Apparently it is one of Crystal Torrie's unpublished, never-before-seen (or heard) songs.  I have taken the liberty of not only scanning in her notebook pages, but I typed it up as well so you can appreciate it in its entirety.

And yes, I realize the song is somewhat melancholy and I didn't miss the fact that she calls me "weird" in her song - but I'm willing to overlook these grievances as long as she takes care of John and I with all her royalties.

May I present to you:

"MY SONG"

Doo Du Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Du Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Hey boy, do you like me?

I am new at school.

No, what a rude answer.

I am not gonna be your friend.

Hey girl, do you like me?

I am new at school.

No, what a rude answer.

I'm not gonna be your friend.

Why doesn't anyone like me?

That's so unfair.

I wish they would change their minds

and be my friends.

I wish I could go home and be with my family.

I open my locker and everyone is staring at me.

I'm so scared.  I call my mom and she's so weird with me.

She said to home, I need to talk with you.

Its not that bad at school

I want you to go back right now.

So I stand up, I tell her about it.

She says I stay home, but tomorrow, she says -

I have to go to school.

I don't know what music these lyrics are supposed to go to.  I'm hoping that she starts singing it so I can pick up the tune. Lately, all her lyrics are either set to Lady Gaga's "paparazzi," Taio Cruz's "Dynamite," or Cat Stevens' "Moon Shadow."

I am keeping my fingers crossed that this is not the last appearance of Crystal Torrie.  I am starting to like her.  Her lyrics are so raw and honest.  Its like she's inside my head.

20,000 Leagues Under the Sea

Cassidy & Fisher have had swimming lessons every morning for the past couple weeks.  Today was our last day, and while I am relieved to not have the morning breakfast-swimming suit-sunscreen chaos, I am sad to be done.  There is something so satisfying about seeing your offspring do the front crawl the entire length of the pool after diving off the board.  Cassidy is an amazing swimmer, and Fisher shocked me right out of my skin this year by embracing this swimming stuff like a natural.  He loves jumping off the diving board and then swimming to the far end of the pool.  I give all the credit to 2 things: (1) their swim teacher, and (2) our Saturday swim days at our pool.

Their swimming teacher is amazing.  She's no-nonsense and will not cave-in with whining/crying.  She has worked with kids for a very long time and she has a sixth sense when it comes to knowing whether they are ready to be pushed to the next skill level, or whether she needs to take it more slowly.  99.9% of the time, I think she knows where this fine line is better than the parents.  I trust her completely.  She pushed Cassidy and she pushed Fisher and I AM SO GLAD.  Both of them are turning out to be little fish.  So, here's to another amazing swim lesson session!

We call these swimming shorts Fisher's "euro trunks."  Every time he wears these, I laugh out loud.  They are short and skimpy and hilarious.  And that smile?  How can you not love him?