My Monthy Music Woes

The first of the month is here, which for many people represents a birthday getting closer, a reminder to pay rent, or a reason to get back on track with their workout plan.  I am not among these people (although I should totally be among the group who is reminded to get back on track with their workouts, uggggh, that's another story.)  For meeeee, the first of month is the exciting realization that I can resume my Pandora listening.  I usually hit my 40 hours listening limit around the 18th of each month.  So for just under two weeks, I sit sadly at my computer at work listening to my ipod or on those awful days when I forget my ipod, I am forced to play music via Youtube.  Last week, I listened to Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA" thirteen times on repeat.  Sad, I know.  I even tried outsmarting Pandora creating two different accounts using both my personal and work emails.  It seemed to work during the month of September, and I listened all month long with no hassle.  But apparently Pandora got smarter from September to October and figured out my plan.  "You have already reached your 40 hour free listening limit from this computer" Pandora told me.  I even tried deleting cookies (I actually have no idea what this means, but it sounded like something to try.)  Big fat fail.  So I sadly resumed my Miley Cyrus Youtube listening, patiently waiting for the first of the month.

So yesterday, as I was driving home, marveling at the fact that it is already November first (where has this year gone?!)  I gasped, realizing the true significance of November 1st.  40 brand new, fresh hours of Pandora music!  I can go back to my music mixing and mood driven music player.  Ahh, the first of the month never sounded so good.

Miley Made Me Do It

Have you ever heard a song that just made you wanna dance? Better yet, a song that didn't just make you WANT to dance, it just straight up MADE you dance? This has happened only a few times in my life, and I've recently realized that Miley Cyrus' "Party in the USA" is tooootally one of these songs. I know, I know, people hate on Miley for the pole dancing and her 21 year old boyfriends, but Miley feelings aside, you cannot ignore this song! (For the record Miley, I think you're precious). The song just gets in your head and you can't help but jam! Last night in the middle of Cold Stone Creamery (don't judge me that I ate 5,000 calories in a single cup) I literally lost control of my body, and was rocking out, spoon in hand. A few hip swings and mini hair tosses, I realized "I freaking love this song!" I thought my moves may have been influenced by the long day, the ice cream, or the curls I was rocking yesterday. But today at work, I took at chance and jammed the song through my headphones. Same effect; total loss of control. In office hair tosses, arms rocking, there was no denying my moves. So at this point, I'm embracing my Miley motivated moves and rocking my mini hair tosses. I mean, what can I say? Miley made me do it.