Daydreaming...

So, while I was at work yesterday, I was daydreaming. About Josh Groban. He's one of my favourite singers, and I (and probably every other girl who knows about him) like to imagine that he's singing his songs to me... Anyway, a friend and I are talking about road trip to LA this fall, and I was imagining that we got down there, and were exploring the city, when we met Josh walking down the sidewalk. Now, of course this would NEVER happen, but... He stops us and introduces himself (of course though we know who he is, but don't make a big deal about the fact that he's in the middle of the sidewalk talking to us... you know, the publicity thing...). So, anywho, he stops us and tells us that there's an award show that night and he and a friend were thinking they'd do something different for their dates and pick a couple of random girls in the city, and we looked like nice girls. So he asks us if we wanted to be his and his friend's dates for the evening. Of course we say 'yes', but we didn't have anything to wear. SO, Josh takes us shopping for a couple of evening gowns... Then we get our hair and makeup done professionally, and meet up with Josh's friend, and away the four of us go. Yup, I have a good imagination. Meh, it helped pass the time at work. Sometimes though, I wish just once in a while things could happen like they do in daydreams and movies... I guess I'm a big fan of fairytales. And daydreams. And I know God has something and someone way better for me than I could think or imagine or daydream, but it is still nice to dream. =:^)

'Mi Morena'

I saw this picture on Doorways Around the World and really loved it because it totally made me think of the Josh Groban song 'Mi Morena'. Whenever I hear that song, I imagine a girl dancing in an Italian or Sicilian cobblestone courtyard, clothed in a beautiful white dress. She has long, flowing, dark hair, and a wreath of flowers on her head. She's dark-skinned, beautiful, barefoot, and is wearing bracelets and anklets. There's the faint sound of someone playing Spanish guitar coming from some open window, and she's dancing in the rain. Of course she thinks she's alone, but unbeknownst to her, the man who loves her is silently watching from his balcony, just drinking in the sight of her; the rain making her dress and hair cling to her body as she twirls with arms outstretched.

(Photographer: Melinda Brovelli of Melinda Trips 2007. This doorway is in Sciacca, Sicily.)