It's All in My Head


Would someone please stop the record player in my head?  I can not stop singing the soundtrack to Wicked.  Right now it's 'No Good Deed' that's playing, but in a little bit it will change to another song from the musical.  You know who I solely rest the blame for this on?  Hoppy.  Yes, my sweet 17 year old.  He had the opportunity to go see the musical with his AP class for $25.  I asked if they needed any chaperons.  Yes it was a Thursday matinee, but hey, you can't beat that price.  (going to see stuff is expensive)  He came home singing the songs...thank you photographic memory. 

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We promptly bought the album on iTunes & now we're all hooked.  We have a very eclectic taste in music.  Well, everyone but big Hopson, he only likes to listen to country music.  When Hop's writing a paper for class he listens to classical music or music from different soundtracks, and we've been listening to this music a lot over the past few weeks, and now it's stuck in my head and driving me crazy.

I wake up singing it & go to bed singing it.  I hum it while I cook, clean & fold clothes.  I guess I'll just give in & put the soundtrack on & sing like no one's listening!

Celebrating Life!
~ashley

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