More blogtastic random fun
Well, the dearth of good ideas continues.
So instead of a random word today, I found a random blog topic generator.
Ok, so here’s my assignment: “When I’m on top of the world…”
Well. So. Yeah.
Ok, here we go, a trickle of an idea, like rain on a dry riverbed.
Yep, here we go.
When I was a kid, my folks owned land in Cuba, New Mexico. If you don’t know where that is, go toward Jemez, and keep going.
The piece of land was rather undeveloped, up in the mountains, bumpy washed out dirt roads that required four wheel drive to get there. But get there we did.
Lots of camping in that Apache Pop Up Trailer I’ve spoken of before on these pages.
Good stuff. Cold fried chicken and marshmallows toasted over a piñon wood fire. Very pretty and truly the beauty of the mountains of New Mexico.
Inevitably, we’d go hiking, plucking small cactus balls off pants legs the whole way. We’d do our best to hike to the very top of a pretty decent sized hill, then we’d sit on the ground and rest, eating gorp (for you young uns, that’s what they used to call trail mix).
Being a brat, I’d always pick out the M&M’s and raisins and leave the rest.
My mom, dad, brother, sister and I would sit and take in the view of the valley floor below, feel the wind across the sweaty brow, eat the gorp, and then, being the goofball I’m so proud to be, I’d usually begin a rousing chorus of…
Wait for it…
I’m on the
top of the world looking
down on creation
And the only explanation I can fiiiiiiiiind
Is the love that I’ve found
ever since you’ve been around
Your love’s put me at the top of the world
(How much do I love The Carpenters?)
So, when I’m on top of the world……I sing. Badly.
There you have it!
(had to recycle that image. I love it so.)
Image is of Latvian mezzo-soprano Elina Garanca and a pretty extensive web search could not net me the attribution on this photo. I found photos from that same event on the European Commission page which allows for the use of photos with attribution.