"Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather..."
I love listening to songs sang by Ella Fitzgerald, Nat King Cole, Frank, Louis.... all the great Blues singers of the past. Give me a cigarette and a gin and tonic on the rocks and I will sing along all night (maybe not the cigarette, but I could hold it and look cool).
Inspired by the past, I decided to throw on my fur coat hair-spray my bob and call the neighborhood photographer Clay Miller to snap some classy photos of me and my man. We had so much fun role playing. It kind of made me wonder how can I get back to the basics? No more checking my email 100 times a day, no more rushing here and gotta go there. I think this weekend is going to be a little bit slower. I'm going to enjoy the moments as the come, one at a time. Things always seem to work out in the end, so why waste my energy worried about things I can't change? Just turn on some old Jazz and poor a stiff one "...and I think to myself, what a wonderful world."
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