In Search of Donny Osmond

I.  Am.  A.  Complete.  Dork.

There, I've said it.  Yes, the title is accurate.  I am indeed in search of Donny Osmond.  Well, technically I am in search of Donald Clark Osmond.  And before you ask, yes, there is a difference.

I grew up a Donny and Marie fan.  I had the albums, I watched the shows.  As I got older and it became "uncool" to be a fan, I got rid of them all and moved on to my 80's metal, big-hair bands era of which I still live in.  A little sad but true.  So anyway, always in the back of my mind is an album of Donny's where he sort of made the break from the past and was trying something new, something a little less "poppy" and it was titled "Donald Clark Osmond".  There is a very serious looking picture of him on the cover and everything.

So why am I searching for this now?  Because there were TWO songs on that album that I loved and for some reason they came to my mind and now I cannot get them out of it!  I went on Amazon to see if I could BUY the MP3 download of it but guess what?  Donald Clark Osmond is not COOL enough, apparently to HAVE an MP3 download!  I can buy the VINYL album but that does me no good because while yes, I have record player, I'm honestly telling you that I am going to want to sing to these songs while driving my car and nothing looks more pathetic than a grown woman hauling a record player around in her car while singing along to Donny Osmond.

I'm just saying...

So take pity on me, readers!  If any of you have access to this album and would be willing to make a recording of it for me I would be ever-so grateful!!  Maybe soon I will be able to go to sleep without Donny's melodious voice joining me!

I will survive!

Okay, now that I am over the hissy-fit from earlier today, I can function again. Thanks for your patience.

After I wrote earlier, I had to do something with all of my pent up energy so I decided to do another turn on the treadmill. You know, I never would have believed it but MAN does that help. With the help of an out-dated portable CD player (my MP3 died), I am walking along with a lot of pep-in-my-step. With 80-minutes of music per CD, I have created several just for my walking times. I have 'Survived' with Gloria Gaynor, I've done the 'Last Dance' with Donna Summer. I have been an 'Animal' with Def Leppard, Madonna chants at me to 'Respect Myself', I've even hopped on board the 'Love Train' with the O'Jays. Irene Cara tries to convince me that I'm gonna live forever through 'Fame', while Lionel Richie keeps me thinking about 'Dancing on the Ceiling'. And finally, Diana King 'Says a Little Prayer' for me.

There is something in these old disco-era songs that just makes me smile. I actually smile as I'm sweating my tail off walking. Today I burned 720 calories in treadmill time while only eating 445 calories before dinner. I indulged in some much-needed Chinese after my mentally traumatic day. Thank you, Frank! So next time you need a little smile in your workout, put on some frivolous music that you haven't heard in years. I promise it will make your workout a lot less painful.