When G. and I were in Traverse City right after we got engaged, my mom and I went to an antique shop in an old barn. There were several boxes of old records, I and grabbed several of them, choosing mostly based on cover art. We'd already discussed going to France for part of our honeymoon, and since I am a bit in love with French culture, one album called I Love Paris caught my eye. I brought it home, and in the frenzy of the last couple of months, neglected to listen to it even once.
Last night I put it on for the first time, and I don't think I've ever been as immediately charmed by any music. It was just exactly what I think the soundtrack for strolling through Paris should be. Even as I was scrubbing the bathtub and changing the cat litter, I could almost feel myself sitting at an outdoor cafe, watching chic Parisians wander by.
5 comments:
That was nice, Lindsey....I had forgotten that you found those old albums. lovemom
I would rather be cleaning YOUR bathroom and cleaning cat liter, then say perhaps, cleaning what I am sure is someones dried puke off the walls!
Fixing up this house has been the greatest thing ever. Discovering how gross people are, has not.
Happy 2006 Lindsey...a lovely post, it's always fantastic finding unexpected gems like this.
Grandma -
Yes, the plan is to go to Paris for a few days and then head to Italy for the rest of our trip.
So....are you going to France on your honeymoon?
Grandma
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