That was “the” song at our wedding. Anytime we hear it, we stop, we dance or if we’re not together, we call each other. It’s that ‘instant’ connection to another person.
She had one heck of a life, challenges and triumphs. I’m glad that she can rest…at last.
Hey, I figure if they're just giving the damn thing away, why not give it to me? Send my name to the Nobel nominating committee. I figure I should at least get it for literature based upon my cumulative blog works. I'll even cut you in on the prize. I want Hot Chocolate's, "You Sexy Thing," played when I accept my prize.
Meanwhile, I'm working on that coveted Peace Prize. Granted, I haven't done the works of Mother Theresa or Nelson Mandela but hell, neither has Obama. I'm sure there's some way I can promote world peace or whatever.
Lee Ann said,
January 20, 2012 at 4:44 pm
That was “the” song at our wedding. Anytime we hear it, we stop, we dance or if we’re not together, we call each other. It’s that ‘instant’ connection to another person.
She had one heck of a life, challenges and triumphs. I’m glad that she can rest…at last.
Erinyes said,
January 20, 2012 at 6:45 pm
I got to see Etta twice…