And mine is blood pumping, chest-shaking, mind-numbingly loud music at least once a day. Seeing as I played therapist to a friend tonight while walking the track, my typical iPod-blow-out-your-eardrums workout was forgone.
This gave me a prime opportunity to try out my new subwoofer. Have I mentioned how much I love my mother for everything she does for me . . but the dirt cheap, best in the world speakers help put her a notch or 9 above all other mothers.
Thus far, I've broken a lamp, a vase, two bottles of wine and have shaken the majority of cans from my kitchen cabinets. I'm sure my neighbors lu-lu-luv me.