Saturday, June 4, 2011

Freedy Johnston Is A Wonder

Tonight, we embarked to retrieve our two oldest peeps from the sticky grip of Grandparents Gone Wild.

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On the way down, I ate this.
Shredded beef burrito bowl, mild, guac.


And then I bought this.
(It's on sale! And I had a coupon! And I swear, it's orange, not red.)


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And we listened to this.
"Why'd you call me? Must be back. Disappointed man. Where you been?"

Full disclosure: Until this very moment I always thought it was "Must be bad." I like my way better. More dramatic.


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And this.
"Don't don't don't don't don't don't don't don't come around..."


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And this.
"You know I'm such a fool fer youuuuuuu...."

Siley occupied himself with De Pitty Light and Elmo.

We drove with the windows down and the stereo way, way up. I hollered out the angsty bits as loud and off-key as I wanted to.

It felt like 1995 with 2011's sensibilities.

And that's when it hit me: When you love your Honey and your life, even a 4-hour drive in a mini van with a toddler can be a pretty fantastic date night.

Go grab one of your own, Dears.