What you may not know is that Mr. Weasel and I are not romantics in the traditional style. It's not that we don't enjoy romantic gestures, it's more that I am much more practical and show affection through simple actions such as
Why am I telling you this? I am telling you this so that I may share with you something that struck me as fantastically funny and gave me the opportunity to
A few weeks back, Mr. W. and I headed out of the house for a special night out together, complete with dinner and dress shopping for him
I smiled as his sweetness and melted when the first song in his list was one of my all time favorites, L-O-V-E.
Soon though, my expression changed to quizzical when the next song began.
and I quote; "I ask your mother if you were at home
She said yeah but you weren't alone
Oh sometimes I think that you're avoiding me"
Soon quizzical turned to morbid with Queen.
"When I’m gone
Don’t stop to wonder if I ever think of you
The same moon shines
The same wind blows
For both of us, and time is but a paper moon. . . be not gone"
I was then relieved to come back into the realm of 'normal' with another personal favorite, even if in a less traditional version by Steve Tyrell.
A few more songs and I was back to quizzical with Michael Buble` and Down With Love. ??????????
In the midst of my laughter that surrounded the incongruity of this romantic play list, I enjoyed my heartiest eruption of the evening when the list ended with something completely perfect and Weaselesque in summing up Weasel Love,
Yes, it's a kick in the head and I wouldn't want it any other way!