thursday ho-hum

the rain's gone today but it's still BLAH. blah weather = blah mood.

my lovely shoes were STILL wet this morning! they hadn't dried at all overnight. i put them near the radiator before i left the flat today, so hopefully that'll work.

thanks be to canuckian and styXXX for your thoughts and kind words about my shoe. yes, this does indeed mean an excursion for a new shoe, but right now i can't bring myself to spend the money, or come out of my denial that my lovely shoe really is dead. wet sock it is!

lately i've had two songs in constant rotation in my head. i don't know why, but here they are:

you are special you're the only one,
you're the only one like you!
there isn't another in the whole wide world
that can do the things you do...

because you're special! special!
everyone is special,
everyone in his or her own way!

because you're special! special!
everyone is special,
everyone in his or her own way!

cheesy, yes, but oh-so-cute; canuckian learned that song when working as a day camp counsellor at a centre for children with disabilities, many moons ago. it is such a sweet and happy song.

the other song is 'a nightingale sang in berkeley square', sung by harry connick jr on one of his early albums, but melody and lyrics by manning sherwin and eric maschwitz in 1915. there are many verses to this song, but the one that always plays in my mind is this:

The moon that lingered over London town,
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown,
How could he know we two were so in love,
The whole darn world seemed upside down...

The streets of town were paved with stars,
It was such a romantic affair,
And as we kissed and said "good-night"
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square...

it's a lovely song and i think for obvious reasons, it reminds me of this city i'm living in. i'll need to look up berkeley square on the map and make a trip there one day.

CET