Chicago, Journey, Jackson, & Heart!
I’m a child of the 80’s. I’m not scared to admit it! The other day I was participating in a little #FlashbackFriday on Pandora while listening to the 80’s Pop Radio channel. I can’t help but love that music! I love the feeling that I get when I hear it! I love the memories it brings flooding when I hear it! I can almost lose myself in that music!
I was born in 1981. I don’t hesitate to put that out there…partially because most people doubt me when I say I’m that old (that old being 33 for those of you who are struggling with the math…did you read my post about not being scared to get older? You can do it HERE!). I don’t look it and I know it. M has told me before that I look like a high school student (and then of course, just the other day he told me I was 46), but 24-26 is the average age that most people guess me at. I guess I’m lucky! I feel that I was born right before the era of some of the greatest music of all time! It doesn’t matter whether you were fond of the big hair bands, the pop sensations, or the down home country…everyone could find something from that era that they liked! I was raised around music! There was always music playing in our house!
