Wedding Song

After a lot of time, discussion, frustration, and laughter, Tyson and I successfully created a sample playlist for our DJ to play at our wedding reception. We really wanted to keep the songs in a similar style: casual swing. One day as we were driving to Provo from Ogden, a song from a movie we had recently watched started to play. I LOVED IT and voted for it as our "first dance" song. It took Tyson a few days to remember the song, re-listen to the words a bunch, and finally decide that he really liked it too. So, without further ado, here is a link to our "first dance" song: What If I Loved You by Joey Gian.

We also picked the "bride&father/groom&mother" song. That one was really tricky. We had to google ideas and most of them were country songs. Now, if you know me at all, you know that country is NOT going to work. NEVER. Some of the songs were really strange but finally we found a few good choices. I decided I should get my dad's input (since he is really good at having an opinion and sharing it) so I called him up, gave him two choices, and he gave the final word: James Taylor's How Sweet It Is (To Be Loved By You).

We really like these songs and I'm glad we picked a "bride&father/groom&mother" song that my dad can't dance like a fool to. Hopefully. He'll probably still find a way.

First Book of Summer

Technically, I have already read many fiction books since Winter semester ended but, seeing as how I was reading them for a fiction editing CLASS, they don't count. The first book I will be reading this summer out of pure choice is The Greek Coffin Mystery by Ellery Queen. My friend Emily lent this book to me and stated that it is the best mystery novel she's ever read. Now, I love murder mysteries. My favorite authors are Agatha Christie, Mary Higgins Clark, and Janet Evanovich. I am by no means a mystery authority but I have read quite a few mystery novels. I look forward to reading this thriller and making my own opinions about it. Hopefully, I will agree with Emily. I love when my friends recommend books to me and I end up loving them. It's a happy moment, indeed.

Here is the first paragraph of this most promising mystery.

From the very beginning the Khalkis case struck a somber note. It began, as was peculiarly harmonious in the light of what was to come, with the death of an old man. The death of this old man wove its way, like a contrapuntal melody, through all the intricate measures of the death march that followed, in which the mournful strain of innocent mortality was conspicuously absent. In the end it swelled into a crescendo of orchestral guilt, a macabre dirge whose echoes rang in the ears of New York long after the last evil note had died away.

What fine, and beautiful usage of language! LOVE.