You've got to kiss an angel good morning
And let her know you think about her when you're gone
Kiss an angel good morning
And love her like the devil when you get back home
And let her know you think about her when you're gone
Kiss an angel good morning
And love her like the devil when you get back home
How is it I seem happiest when I'm being a little "naughty"? (Graham would call the last line of that chorus naughty in our present state.) I'm in a very good mood right now. Why? I'm not sure. I still have a thousand little things that bug me sometimes, or not bug but worry. And here I sit analyzing my own happiness. BAH!! I'm happy and shall be. Becca likes "my man". He "loves and adores" me. And anyway...."Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira is way more naughty. Sure it's about dancing but it's quite sensual. Gosh.. I'm acutally posting this.. my mother would be horrified. And now I have "Hips Don't Lie" in my head. I love the tune of the song and it really does make me want to dance but... bah whatever... I'm choosing to stay in a state of ignorant bliss today. Much love, my peoples!
1 comment:
Hey baby girl!
it's hannah and i'm sending you love from Ireland! i miss you bunches, and i hope life is good. when's the dance? I bet i miss it. sad, but I love it here so it's alright with me:) tell graham hi and he better treat my girl well!
much love,
hannah
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