Come To My Party: Please RSVP

So we just talked about dancing. I waited to celebrate the 100,000 views I broke Valentine’s week with the 10,000 follows that were on their way. It’s not a medal or the Ph.D. from my alternative life but here I am. I’ll take it.

The show is 45 seconds. You know Gloria Gaynor’s I Will Survive? Mr. Wayfarer played it and I went with it. Here’s what I’m acting out:

Turn around now. You’re not welcome anymore.
You’re the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye.
Do you think I’d crumble, did you think I’d lay down and die?
No, not I, I will survive. Long as I know how to love I know I’ll stay alive.
I’ve got all my life to live and all my love to give. I’ll survive. I, I, I will survive.

It took all my strength not to fall apart, trying without my mind
to mend my broken heart. I spent so many nights feeling sorry for myself,
how I cried. But now I hold my head up high. And you see me, somebody new.
I’m not that lonely little person who’s still in love with you.
Now you come dropping in, expecting me to be free.

Now I’m saving all my lovin’ for someone who’s loving me.
Go on now, walk out the door. Turn around now, you’re not welcome anymore.
You’re the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye.
Think I’d might crumble, did you think I’d lay down and die?
No, not I, I will survive. Long as I know how to love I know I’ll stay alive.

But we hit a wall with the copyright and had to use a different song – not the one our son was drumming to.

Please rsvp and join the party.

Thank you doesn’t quite seem to cut it. But let me try.Β Deep appreciation to my most loyal likers and commenters and the quiet readers who haven’t missed a post. Thanks to those who’ve been with me from the start as well as those who find themselves coming back. Thank you to my newest readers and lastly, gratitude always to my husband and son who’ve let me be who I more fully am on the holistic journey.

 

 

 

227 thoughts on “Come To My Party: Please RSVP

  1. Lol congrats Diana. Nice beat, couldn’t stop grinning and moving my hips. You’ve got a funny dance though πŸ˜€ Kept staring at your legs…

  2. Mama is an agile dancer and the son is an excellent drummer. He is one talented young man. I think this video shines and I enjoyed it immensely. (sp?) I can not get my spell checker to work.

    Congratulations on achieving this milestone. I have a mere 20,000 visitors but then I have not aspired to a lofty goal. Keep up the good work, Diana

    PS: I think you enjoyed making the video. πŸ™‚

    ~ yvonne xx

    • Ha ha ha. Would you drop the spelling thing already? =) 20,000 without thinking about it is very good, my friend. And you have a rich comment board, which says a whole lot. You know, I didn’t have goals for quite a while. I dared not. Remember, I didn’t even know I had to tag!

      And I laughed because….YES. It was SO much fun!! (Esp when I was wagging the finger: “Go on now, walk out the door!…You’re not welcome anymore…I will surVIiiive.”)
      Many thanks for the faithful, faithful read, Y. Have felt the love.

      D.

  3. Congrats, my dear! What an achievement *Cracks open the champagne and hits the dancefloor with some dodgy dancing*

    Awesome video, by the way…you put my moves to shame! πŸ˜€ x

  4. Very fun Diana. πŸ™‚ Thanks for sharing your silly bebop and congrats on those two awesome milestones! I enjoyed your son drumming too. Now I feel like a failure with 800 followers and 20,000 views. Obviously we know who the real writer is! XD

    • *LAUggghhing* (I did notice Mr. Stoic left out spiritual. Of course because he had it covered before he met HW.) I’m afraid things are not what always what they seem – even when you’re looking straight at them. The compulsive stress-eating, running from task to task like it’s a race, and little sleep do wonders for weight. And the (original) song seem to have a magical effect on women. =)

    • Ha ha ha. He got such a kick, he laughed helplessly. he LoVeS it when I start dancing to his drumming. Plays harder with the biggest smile. YAH. Adorable. =) And thanks for staying with me all this time. πŸ˜‰

  5. I loved it! It was such a fun party and your dance celebration was very expressive. I was the one that looked like the potato sack falling down the stairs as I joined in. No matter! I was left with a smile and gratitude that I had the good fortune to find and follow your blog.

    • We’re still going strong. Oh, so sorry you must leave, R. I didn’t see anyone falling and as long as no one got hurt, you needn’t advertise any tripping. I’m grateful that though you retire from the music, you are here to stay on the blog. =)

      Diana

  6. Diana, this is so cool, wow, this is actually you dancing up that storm. You are amazing! I am so honoured to have you as a follower, and am humbled each time you drop by my blog. I also see you in the comments of other blogs, and am in awe of how hard you work to build these blogging connections. Congratulations, you have earned this milestone.and thank you.
    Okay, enough of this speech….let’s PARTY! πŸ˜€

    ~Carl~

    • “let’s PARTY!” Heh HEH!! Spoken like a true HoJomite (Holistic Journeymite). Indian weddings last a week or more, they say? Psh. They ain’t seen nothin’ yet. Drinks to the left. Here. I’ve opened the window. Get to it, buddy! (And you come bearing such sweet gift of words.)

    • LOL!! You are so well-spoken, Deb. I have to say it IS awesome, how close I feel with you all.

      Many thanks for the ongoing support, my friend. I am so glad I’ve gotten to know your story.

      D.

  7. So lovely to see you (you are an excellent dancer) and your son on drums. What a creative way to celebrate such an amazing feat.

    Love,
    E

    • I almost thanked you by name in the post. But if I’d started the list of VIP supporters, I would’ve left someone out. Appreciate the sweet word, Elizabeth – though I disagree on the dancing (which is why I’m up for lessons). Thanks so much for keeping up. I’ve felt the love and cheerleading. Am glad also to be part of your journey.

      Xxxx
      D.

  8. I can’t begin to tell you how much I love the video and how much I love that you have hit these amazing milestones. You are a treasure indeed, and the Universe has seen to it that we lucky ones are casting our eyes upon you and your journey. And how you share it with us all in so many ways. Kudos to you and to your family for a wonderful production πŸ™‚

    Paul

    • BAh!! HOW do you do that, Paul? Make us all feel like a million bucks? You render me almost speechless. Thank you sounds cliche. But sincere thanks to you, my friend. What amazing support you’ve given me.

      Blessings, Paul. I look fwd to hearing (in its good time) where you find yourself and whom you bless with your writing.

      Love,
      D.

  9. hello holistic wayfarer its dennis the vizsla dog hay kongratchoolayshuns!!! ooh a danse party mama and dada luv a gud danse party they wil do the ardjenteen tango and the kwikstep and the rumba and waltzes of varyus sorts and the fokstrot and wel yoo git the ideea if it is dansing they wil do it!!! ha ha ok bye

  10. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ This one made me smile Diana. Hehehe. Love it. You’re just a tiny little thing, aren’t you.
    I could give you dance lessons if you lived here. Even hiit, pilates and some zumba if you like (no need for the guest spot though πŸ™‚ )

    • Augh! You’d so get the guest spot. Oh, shoot! You’re in the wrong country. Dial up (888-1-H-E-A-V-E-N). Your guy’s a lucky man, what with a wife who can move. πŸ˜‰ He was in trouble from the start.

      • Hahahaha. He can move too. An excellent dancer. Especially the Latino dance forms. He’s just terribly inflexible. He can’t even sit cross-legged with his knees reaching the floor. It’s pretty funny actually.
        πŸ™‚

      • Ha ha ha. My guy is the real dancer in this house. He was shaking it, that I couldn’t stop smiling watching him behind that camera while filming (even though it was a sassy, finger-waggin’ song.) Though I love Swing, I realized I’m more a Salsa Mama. The hips just keep going. What a beautiful couple you are (remember, I’ve seen the pix.)

      • Awwwwww, I’m sure that was a humorous jam session indeed. I looooooovvvvvvveeee salsa too.
        Awwwww, you are so sweet. Thank you for such a nice compliment.
        πŸ™‚

  11. Oh my goodness! I am grinning from EAR – to – EAR!
    This made me smile so big! YOU make me smile so big. Congrats on your latest milestones and thank you for making me a better writer, blogger, friend, and mama. xoxoxo

    • You’re the ONLY party guest I’m kicking out. (You had to make yourself special.) You have WORK to do. And as tired as you have been…You ground your own blogging to a halt….and you insist on peeking in? Such stout loyalty is impermissible. OUT! And you came bearing gifts of praise and encouragement? Sinful!! Oh, the gall of such goodness. What are you…a CHRISTIAN or something??!

      • LOL!! Hey – just because I’m not having any parties over here doesn’t mean that I can’t come over and crash yours!!
        I’ll bring suitable snacks – I promise!!!!

      • You’re too much. Ok, will let you dance five more min. Look at you…the helpless swiveling. But off I return you to hubby after that. THANKs for sharing in this, Mickey. It’s been a whole lotta fun.

        Love,
        D.

  12. You go girl! When your son looked back at the camera, I felt like he was saying, “Are you guys catching all this?!” Loved it!

    How awesome is it to have found a platform where so MANY people take you as you are and enjoy you? So refreshing! It is a blessing for which you are clearly thankful. Onward and upward, Diana!

    ~ Vanessa

    • Oh, Vanessa, you dear dear woman. I have to hug you before I say anything more. Ha ha ha, the little man got such a kick he actually fell off his seat (we clipped that out). He loves it when I dance to his drumming (and proceeds to bang away with even greater aplomb, if that’s possible) but I realize it was the first time I’d lip synced and acted. LOL. THANK you SO much for the loving support.

      Another bear hug,
      Diana

  13. I’m rather in awe of the way you’ve gathered up this motley community of fellow-wayfaring-strangers-turned-friends.
    YOU are a gift to be celebrated. Thanks for the invite–and the dance and the drums. I need a break! Drinks are where…?

    • Well look who made her way into the VIP guest room. =) What a comment. Indeed, I can’t tell you how precious you all are to me. I am grateful for each and every show of support. HAH: we’re still going strong. Drinks to the left. Powder room to the back and right. And yep…you got it. There you go….you’re a natural on your feet!

      Xxx
      Diana

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