one of the best simple pleasures in life - singing oldies in the car with my mom. one after another - 'cecelia,' 'kind of a drag,' and 'this diamond ring,' which made us both scream at the opening notes as we both remembered she once misheard 'this stone is genuine like love should be' as 'this stone is genuine high fluctured beams,' whatever that means. :) we were driving my brother crazy with our loud, off-key singing. good times. :)

i may complain about her a lot; the truth is, my mom is one of my best friends in this world.