Lumiere:
"Ha ha, oui, my friends.
The day we have waited for may be at hand!"
Mrs. Potts:
"Oh, only if that were true,
Lumiere!"
Lumiere:
"Aaah...human again"
Mrs. Potts:
"Human again"
Lumiere:
"Yes, think of what that means!"
"Ha ha, oui, my friends.
The day we have waited for may be at hand!"
Mrs. Potts:
"Oh, only if that were true,
Lumiere!"
Lumiere:
"Aaah...human again"
Mrs. Potts:
"Human again"
Lumiere:
"Yes, think of what that means!"
I have not officially lost my mind (or I have, but that is besides the point), I was humming this tune in the shower this morning as I was trying desperately to convince myself that, after 4 days of suffering from a fever and strep throat, I was up to the task of parenting. For some reason, it gave me a chuckle.
Either that or I have not had enough mourning time for Jerry Orbach (did you know he was the voice of Lumiere?). Or I have officially lost my mind. Tomayto, tomahto...
Whatever the case, pray for my offspring. Mr. Clean is off hanging out with Laverne and Shirley on Lake Michigan in a training class in Milwaukee. So maybe Laverne and Shirley were not really there to greet him as he got off the plane, but my point is, he is not here with us. He nursed me through the worst of it (ain't it cool when your devoted hubby has the kids come up and ask you if you need anything? What a sweetie!) and then fled like a bank robber this morning, lest he catch any of my infected cooties.
I think I have begun to babble now, so I will spare you any more of my ramblings. But, boy would this have sounded so much better if Lumiere sang it...
Either that or I have not had enough mourning time for Jerry Orbach (did you know he was the voice of Lumiere?). Or I have officially lost my mind. Tomayto, tomahto...
Whatever the case, pray for my offspring. Mr. Clean is off hanging out with Laverne and Shirley on Lake Michigan in a training class in Milwaukee. So maybe Laverne and Shirley were not really there to greet him as he got off the plane, but my point is, he is not here with us. He nursed me through the worst of it (ain't it cool when your devoted hubby has the kids come up and ask you if you need anything? What a sweetie!) and then fled like a bank robber this morning, lest he catch any of my infected cooties.
I think I have begun to babble now, so I will spare you any more of my ramblings. But, boy would this have sounded so much better if Lumiere sang it...
2 comments:
Ah, sorry to hear you're sick. I was wondering where you've been. Hope you are on the mend! Isn't it great to have wonderful hubbies who care for us when we're ailing!
Glad your spirit was jumping with us! Now we 'wait in line' for a referral...which could take up to 6 months or maybe longer. Ugh, the waiting!!! So this just seems like a huge step...like its finally going somewhere!
Aww... sorry to hear that you're sick. No fun.
Hey, your dh is in our town! I hope that he liked it. A chilly day today here.
~Heather
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