This song Cruise is my song of the summer. It reminds me of life pre-children, pre-husband, riding in my convertible up to the beach with my hair blowing and the music blaring. Now, of course, things are different, which does not mean worse, just different. Now, I get to roll in the minivan with my hand out the window because the air-conditioning is broken, and the music is blaring because the girls are fighting again and it drowns them out. Same diff, right?
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Go Big or Go Home: Ten Outrageous Father’s Day Gifts
Oh the good old days š Thanks for the reminder.