March 1, 2009

A few days before the main event of Pickle and Rae-Rae

I did not think and haven’t had any negative thoughts about the girl my brother is marrying and I have been very thankful and glad at that. But I do have to admit that in these last few weeks there have been some interesting feelings that have pestered my mind. Feelings of anxiety and loss. Only from my end. I’m not sad Dillen is getting married. I am just sad at the thought of losing him and who he is individually. As much as I want him to grow up and become a wonderful mature man I don’t want him to lose his silliness and crazy side. It is what makes him The Pickle. I know I am not physically losing him. And anyone who you really knows me knows that there isn’t anyone that I love more than The Pickle. I think that this is all just the protective sister coming out. She hasn’t been out in awhile and it was nice having her tucked away. I love Rachel I have to say this so that nobody gets the wrong idea reading this. I am happy that Dillen found a great girl. I wish them both the best of luck in their future.

Side note: I got a voice message from him today and all I heard was Juke Box Hero by Foreigner playing in my ear. I called him to back only to let him play random songs for me from his Ipod. Those are the joys of being his sister. I love my Pickel.

    

     Juke Box Hero

Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
Couldnt get a ticket, it was a sold out show
Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream


He heard one guitar, just blew him away

He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day
Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store
Didnt know how to play it, but he knew for sure

That one guitar, felt good in his hands
Didnt take long, to understand
Just one guitar, slung way down low
Was one way ticket, only one way to go

So he started rockin
Aint never gonna stop
Gotta keep on rockin
Someday hes gonna make it to the top

And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
Hes a juke box hero
He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes
Juke box hero, hell come alive tonight

In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour

Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door
Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain
And that one guitar made his whole life change

Now he needs to keep rockin
He just cant stop
Gotta keep on rockin
That boy has got to stay on top


And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
Hes a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
Yeah, juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
With that one guitar hell come alive
Come alive tonight

Yeah, hes gotta keep rockin
He just cant stop
Gotta keep on rockin
That boy has got to stay on top


And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
Hes a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
Just one guitar, put stars in his eyes
Hes just a juke box hero, aah aah aah
Juke box hero, juke box hero, hes got stars in his eyes
Stars in his eyes

    

     - Foreigner


I was finally able to finish his gift that I had been working on for a couple of days now. After the sweet call I got from him on Thursday I new what I would put on the note. I put some Ed Hardy shot glasses inside (I couldn't find a nice flask which is what I really wanted to give him). Here are a few pics of the finished product. 

1 comment:

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