Warwick's in my 'POD...

Hurricane Ike's come and gone and all it has left me with is a very large hole in my roof, water damage on my ceiling and on my newly painted dining room walls, a house full of stir-crazy people who must stay with us, a lot of marital stress, and possibly 2-3 more pounds on my already maxed out body.

I could tell some tales of woe about now and complain, or at least update you fully. But, quite frankly, I really have it lucky compared to a lot of my friends and neighbors, and a WHOLE lot luckier than anyone living near the coast or a lot of Houston's beautiful tall oaks and pines. And, I'm not in the mood for details right now.

Instead, I'll share this. I was having a difficult day which became an even more disconcerting night. Instead of watching the DVDs I'd gone and picked out for my family to watch (because the DVD player DOES still work, thank the stars), I decide to sit in my little office nook and scrapbook and kind of zone out from the day. I needed to get my mind out of a very negative place. And, because I was tired of hearing my brother-in-law announce the play-by-play of the suspense movie I'd originally wanted to see from downstairs loudly enough for our neighbors to hear, I plugged into Itunes and headphones.

And, it was as if the Psychic Friends Network had channeled into my mood and took control of my shuffle, playing every melancholy or miffed sounding song that fit my mood EXACTLY. Somehow, I was slowly uplifted or at least empowered. Music has that kind of affect on me.

Thanks, Dionne. I'll try to forgive you for some of the cheesiest songs of the 70s and for your freaky "network." I've obviously underestimated its power, entirely....