When I was a freshman in High School, I used to listen to Diana Krall. I had one CD of hers, well it was dad's, but it was always in the car. To and from school, often in the rain (we were living in PDX) and on other errands: whole foods (on Burnside, I think), and Art House in NE (now closed), to my internship at Seaplane (that was Sophomore year), and sometimes up to Manzanita Beach on a mild Saturday afternoon.
Now everytime I hear Diana's voice, in a cute shop or sometimes a cafe, and it's rare, it takes me right back to that time of my life. The end of my adolescence, my youth. Before I fell in love, before I left home, before the sorority, before paychecks, and tuition, and short hair. But I really loved those songs. I would sing them while cleaning my room, or whatever.
Flash forward nearly eight years. (oh my god). and J is helping me intall my new Photoshop CS4. What a sweetie, and this was after he made me laugh harder than anything in the green room over stupid newspaper comics- And on Saturday, he took me back to the location of our very first date, and we had the most romantic dinner. And all I could think, last night as I fell asleep was: s'wonderful. And it is. Diana made it come full circle.
(and if you don't know, here's something to soften your Monday morning)
Youve made my life so glamorous,
You cant blame me for feeling amorous
Oh s wonderful, s marvellous,
That you should care for me
