The Curse From My iPhone

girl-with-iPhone  I thought she was just making up songs and recording them on my iPhone. I did not suspect foul play. I mean, why would my adorable 8-year old granddaughter put a curse on me?

Well – she wouldn’t. So it has to be some sort of weird phenomenon between my iPhone, her voice, and possibly a full moon. She was being silly while making a (very short) video. The song lyrics consist of 2 words, one of them over and over. It was the chanting of these words that must have triggered things.

It took me a long time to figure out I was cursed. Last week, her song came into my head, just as I was experiencing my embarrassingly constant “condition”. I did the math (put one and one together), and realized I had been cursed.

How the Hell do I get rid of a curse? I don’t know any gypsy’s, or witches. I doubt that my wireless provider or Apple could help me…

I’ll see my granddaughter in a couple of days and maybe she could record a new tune to reverse or remove it. However, there is the chance of her triggering a new and worse curse. But I’ve got to do something, before I end up all by myself on this mountain.

Wish me luck…

And what exactly is this embarrassingly constant “condition”?  Watch the video and you’ll figure it out.

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Earworms And Earwigs

Today’s Daily Prompt: “Earworm” suggests writing about what song is stuck in your head (or on permanent rotation in your CD or MP3 player) these days.   Why does it speak to you?

It sounded like a fun assignment, once I could get past the visual that popped into my head of slimy worms crawling into my ear.  I won’t gross you out with the story my dad told me involving earwigs.  He probably made it up anyway.  But I digress…

“When I’m Back on my Feet Again”  (Michael Bolton)

I heard this song on my iPod yesterday. It surprised me – because I forgot I had it. Then, the next thing I knew I was humming the song. Not out-loud, but inside my head. With a ridiculous smile on my face.  Why?

When that song was first on the radio it made me cry. I wanted to be the one who was back on their feet again. I was fighting a losing battle with depression, anxiety, and mental stress.  That was 24 years ago.

I wish I could say I was cured now, but the truth is I will always be prone to depression and anxiety.   But guess what…?

Hearing that song made me realize something – I am back on my feet (again)   🙂

My Feet againIt’s GOOD to be back.