Of putting your records on and letting your hair down

If people just knew, I chuckled to myself as I drove from Diliman to Makati last Tuesday morning at the height of the morning rush hour. If people just knew what I do in the car when I'm driving alone... :-)

Well, nothing that scandalous anyway. Among other things I do (aside from reading, drinking coffee, praying, thinking, planning, etc.) is singing. I sing at the the top of my voice with the CD player blasting loudly -- it makes the 5-10km crawl along EDSA more fun that way.

Last Tuesday, I found the CD that my friend Dwight gave me last year. It's a CD of Corinne Bailey Rae. And the only song I played maybe 50 times going from Quezon City to Makati and back is "Put Your Records On."

So imagine me with my hair down holding a coffee cup on my left hand and the steering wheel on my right, singing, "Girl put your records on! Tell me your favorite song..." at the top of my voice along EDSA. The song is catchy and positive, and thanks to the constant replay, it's still on my head now -- and it's Friday night already.

So, here's to the last song syndrome. Sing with me!


Put Your Records On

BOOK OF THE WEEK: I'm reading Passages by Gail Sheehy. It's interesting to read how she has identified the typical crises in adult life, although I'm not taking it all in as is. I still believe that God has a unique plan for each one of us.

VERSE OF THE WEEK: Consider it pure joy, my brothers, when you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James 1: 2-4