On the weekend, hubby and I were casually discussing how music invokes such vivid memories. Every time my hubby hears Roger Whittaker, he goes back to his childhood in New Guinea and vividly remembers reading Phantom comics, while listening to his Dad's music. I said that whenever I hear Suzi Quatro, 'Devil Gate Drive', I think of going roller skating in the 70's, when I was a little girl.
As I said it, we both looked at each other.... OMG our boys have never been roller skating! ... we forgot.....quick.... so off to the nearest rink we went....which wasn't so near and was a bit of a road trip!
There were a few tears of frustration at first (they thought it would be easy, as they can both ski!) but once they got the hang of it, I have never seen them so joyous. I have never felt so joyous watching them being joyous!
We stopped off at our favourite restaurant for dinner afterwards and spent the rest of the evening talking about how "that was the best day ever".
It's the ANZAC day public holiday here today... so I am going to spend the day sorting, culling and packing! Is it wrong to say "love it"...am I mad?
Have a great Monday!