Donde esta Santa Claus?

I decided to take a bit of a blogging break after completing NaBloPoMo in November. I didn’t post for 4 whole days. I have to admit, I kind of went into withdrawal. I wrote stuff for clients and all, but I actually missed posting daily.

Anyway, today I decided to use a writing prompt from Mama Kat’s Writer’s WorkshopTake a line from a song you love and turn it into the title of your next blog post. Let the content follow. As you can see, I went with a Christmas theme.

donde esta santa clausWhere are you, Santa Claus?

I know we’re supposed to believe you live in the North Pole and all, but where exactly are you?

Biz wants to know. He’s 4 now, and he’s asking questions like “Is Santa Claus in real life?”

He wants directions to your house so he can see that you are real. I looked on Google Maps, and I couldn’t find anything. Unless you really do live in Alaska. That location, however, is contrary to everything written about you.

Oh, and despite turning 4, Biz still has no desire to sit on your lap. You freak him out. The whole concept of you, Mr. Claus, is just a tad bit too big for my preschooler.

G, at 7, is a different story. He believes in your magic. He talks to our Elf on the Shelf, Elfie, and relays messages to you.

I hope you are getting these messages and taking note. Because I’m pretty sure I’m missing most of them, and I don’t want his Christmas ruined because that darn elf couldn’t play telephone.

We might not know where you are, but we are ready for you. We hung our stockings yesterday. Biz even pretended to be you and made sure that each stocking was positioned for optimal gift dropping.

We’re ergonomically friendly here, Santa. We know you have a big night ahead of you.

Wherever you are right now, I hope you have coffee.

Mama’s Losin’ It
You can download Donde Esta Santa Claus by Guster - who are Jewish, by the way – on iTunes. I highly recommend it for your Christmas playlist.

And speaking of writing prompts, have you downloaded your free 2013 Writing Prompts and Editorial Calendar yet?

It isn’t such a bad bad world

It has been interesting to see the reaction to my post about the meaning of philanthropy. Or, maybe, lack of reaction.

I was hoping to get lots of comments from people who would share their personal definitions of philanthropy and how they incorporate that meaning in their everyday lives. While I did receive a few comments on this site and on BlogHer, where I cross-posted it, I received more comments directly via email or in person.

What I have learned so far is that the meaning of philanthropy can be very personal and unique for different people. It is hard to describe, but you know it when you experience it (kind of like the definition of pornography). It doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with money, but it helps if you’ve got it.

The more passionate you are about a cause, the more involved you will become.

It’s about treating others how you’d want them to treat you. Or, simply helping others – friends or complete strangers – because it’s the right thing to do.

One person suggested that the ideal of philanthropy something you can strive for, but not always live up to. It’s the striving that counts.

People give time, money and share their resources because they want to. Because they can. And, because they should.

I am reminded of the Guster video for Bad Bad World. It was produced by a contest winner in Portland, Maine right outside my place of work in the Old Port. It shows what strangers would do with just $10 to change a life.

Bad Bad World from Guster on Vimeo.

So, you see, it isn’t such a bad bad world. Thanks to all who have helped me get a better hold on what philanthropy really means.

Guster Love

My husband and I went to see Guster at the newly re-opened State Theatre in Portland, Maine on Wednesday evening. I think it was our 7th or 8th time seeing Guster live. (I’ve actually lost count.)

The funny thing is that every time we see Guster, we seem to act like teenagers. (We are in our 30s.) We get all excited for the show, talk about what songs we hope they’ll sing, what crazy antics we can expect from band members and compare notes on our favorite moments from past concerts.

After the show, which we decided was probably the best we’ve seen thus far even when compared to the marathon concert they did at the State while filming their only live DVD, I started to think about why I love Guster so much. And for so long.

Here are my top ten reasons for loving Guster (in no particular order):

  1. Live show. Guster is a band that you can’t truly appreciate until you see them live. Period.
  2. Talent. They’ve got it. Each one of them. Band members seem to switch instruments for every song and are constantly moving around the stage throughout a concert, sometimes playing instruments I can’t quite identify. Adam and Ryan’s voices sound stellar together or apart. Their lyrics are often fun, confusing, deep and entertaining.
  3. Songs with the word Jesus in the title. Despite being Jewish, Guster continues to write and sing songs that involve Jesus. Perplexing, but fun. (Note: My favorite is “Jesus on the Radio,” especially when it’s done live and without any microphones.)
  4. Infant calmer. When G was an infant, he wasn’t the best napper. He never wanted to miss anything, which was not the most convenient thing for this mom. One day, when he was overtired and still fighting a nap, I walked into our living room to turn down the Guster CD that was blasting. He immediately calmed down. After a few minutes of dancing around the room with him to “Barrel of a Gun,” he fell fast asleep. Maybe it has something to do with the album Guster on Ice playing in the hospital room when he was born. But, it was always Guster he wanted to hear.
  5. Airport Song. Found on the Goldfly album from 1997, this song never gets old. They always play it live, and it always sounds different. Brian goes nuts with the hand percussion. Ping pong balls fly. From disco to demonic, “Airport Song” keeps us warm and safe.
  6. Brian Rosenworcel. Percussionist extraordinaire. I can only imagine what this man’s hands look like up close. He beats cymbals, bongos and other drum-related instruments with his bare hands and tapes them (his hands, that is) in between songs. Watching Brian is a show in and of itself. And, if you’re lucky, you might get to hear him sing a song or two (e.g., He sang an impromptu 50 state song on Wednesday).
  7. Happy Frappy. Listening to Guster makes me happy and content. It also makes me sing loudly.
  8. Simplicity. Guster is 3 guys (plus Luke = 4) playing instruments and singing songs. All of their albums sound different, yet still sound like Guster. Their shows don’t have smoke or extravagant light shows. They don’t tell me what to do at live shows. I like this.
  9. Longevity. They, and their songs, have it. I have more than five hours of Guster music on my iPod and can listen to it all without getting sick of them. I’m not sure how, but their songs never seem to get old. Nor do they sound the same.
  10. Maine love. Guster hearts Maine and Maine hearts Guster. They always make Portland a stop on their tours while other bands completely ignore the pine tree state. They shot their only live DVD at the State (which my husband and I make a very brief cameo in). Adam lives in Portland. Home sweet home.

If you have no idea what I’m talking about, find out now.

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