Reflecting back on old friends, lovers and situations brings a smile to my face. Certain songs remind me of a different person and a different time. I love when I get in those happy moods when I am driving--those moods that make me reflect and see how far I've come, those moods that make me want to dance in the car with the music blaring, those moods that get me lost in an old memory and an old (but good) song.
How the night started:
Today, I had dinner with an old friend and her son. I love hanging around kids because sometimes they are the funniest characters. Her son loves ranch, which I naturally understand--people who do not like ranch have a screw loose in their head. Ranch is the best dip for french fries, chicken strips, vegetables, and hot wings--which is essentially the base of any good food pyramid. Anyhow, we went out to eat at a restaurant and his mom asked him what he wanted. His natural response:
"Something with ranch."
His answer was all too perfect.
So I began to scour the menu to find what would be suitable to use ranch on. The solution? He beat me to the punch line...steak and french fries. Dragging out each dab of his french fry into the ranch container, he slowly consumed the whole cup. He polished off his whole plate, only leaving the salad greens on the plate. Then, content and full, he began bopping up and down to the rhythm of the song playing overhead.
Moments like that make me appreciate what it's like to be a kid. If only I could go back for a day.
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