Monday, September 8, 2008

The Only Way to Shop

This evening I did something I don't usually do: go grocery shopping alone. Mr. H was working on the lawn mower and the girls didn't want to come. I'm still driving the eldest's car and it has an auxiliary jack for mp3 players. I pulled mine out and started listening on the way to town. When I parked the car, I put the ear buds in and took the music with me.

As I walked in the door to Wal-Mart, the Chicago albums started. Walking around the store to "25 or 6 to 4" changes your outlook on braving the hordes. I didn't hear the first crying child or fussing mother. In fact, as I was pushing my nearly full buggy past the meat counter, I saw a young dad swinging his little boy from side to side, then catching him way up high in front. The little boy was loving it! The soundtrack was "Saturday in the Park."

On the way home, "Just You 'n' Me" came on. I love that song.

You are my love in my life
And you are my inspiration
Just you 'n' me
Simple and free
Baby you're everything I've ever dreamed of

Give me your own special smile
Promise you'll never leave me
Just you 'n' me
Simple and free
Life is so easy
When you're beside me
I know it sounds corny, but that's my life. That's how I think of my husband, my true love. (Yes, the girls were watching "Enchanted" when I came in the door, so all those drippy Disney lines are running through my head right now, too!) But it could be worse: I could be trapped in a M Night Shyamalan film with a rap soundtrack playing in my head.


  1. I love Chicago. It is feel good music.

  2. That's probably a great way to keep from getting sucked into WalMart. I swear they play subliminal messages in their music that make you spend at least $100 every time you go in there! haha

    good idea with the music! I will think of that next time.

  3. I had that same "record". I loved Chicago. I would doodle their name with the C coming over to dot the I.