Oh for the Love of Disney

I posted this article way back in 2014 on my other blog, now defunct. But as I was culling through old posts I realized this one was too good not to share again:

My husband loves my convertible. It is my car but … he picked it out & I okayed it. When we were looking for a car for me and he suggested I needed a convertible, I questioned what in the world I needed one of those for. But we got the convertible. He asks for my permission whenever he wants to drive it — which is frequently.

However, apparently I’m not the coolest convertible owner. Yes I drive around with the top down. But the music pealing from my CD player is not ACDC, The Rolling Stones, Queens of the Stone Age or even Beyonce. It is Mendelssohn, Chopin, Mozart. My music is not conducive to revving engines.

Occasionally I throw in other fun music, like singer/songwriter type stuff or soundtracks from movies. I recently purchased 2 complete albums of music from the 1920’s.

Picture this: Hubby borrows my car and drives around town with the top down, enjoying the weather and the great car. While stopped at a red light he notices pedestrians looking at him oddly. He is used to people nodding in appreciation of a cool car. He knows those looks. These are different.

Suddenly he takes note of the music blaring from the CD player (because when you drive a convertible you must blare music — it is an unwritten rule). My husband is a big guy, a skilled businessman, and a cowboy at heart – not a wimp in the least. But what he realizes he is proclaiming to the world in this humiliating moment is … the theme from Disney’s         A Bug’s Life.

Was a bug, little bug, hardly there
How he felt, what he dreamed, who could care?
Without any evidence
(His flaws were many)
He was full of confidence
(Some people haven’t any)
Didn’t have much common sense
(It’s highly over-rated)
He just knew that he’d come through
It’s the time of your life so live it well

Oh yes my dear, it IS the time of your life. And while you’re living it well, maybe take along some of your own CD’s.

Lyrics for “The Time of Your Life” written by Randy Newman