How can you not love this scene from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid?
You can't help but smile.
I thought of this song this afternoon when Dave and I toodled up the river in our fishing boat, skunked for fish, but way above our limit with sunshine, pretty scenery and good company.
Some days I love my life.
Love every stinking thing about it.
Love it so much that I throw my arms up around it and kiss it soundly and slobbery, right on the lips.
By the time I get done with today, life will need to wipe its face off.
oxoxoxoxox
And since Butch Cassidy is an American movie I will segue into a convenient reminder to all my American friends to please send me your stories for American Week.
Deadline: May 24.
Word count: 600 or whatever.
Genre: Fiction. Or non-fiction.
Country: America, except for Alan.
E-mail: catherinegwendolynne@hotmail.com.
Get 'er done.
Deadline: May 24.
Word count: 600 or whatever.
Genre: Fiction. Or non-fiction.
Country: America, except for Alan.
E-mail: catherinegwendolynne@hotmail.com.
Get 'er done.
P.S. My future husband has started his own blog.
Check it out, send him some love - he's a real writing newbie, so be sweet.
Check it out, send him some love - he's a real writing newbie, so be sweet.
Yes life is great when you are with the one you love and fishing lol
ReplyDeleteYup. Sure was a nice day. Dave and I went for a boat ride too. Except we went to Bird Shit Island and didn't get bombed. So all around, it was a wonderful day for everyone!
ReplyDeleteBird Shit Island ... heh!
ReplyDeleteWhy such a classic, cool movie was sullied by such a drippingly shmaltzy song is beyond me. But your life is definitely a thing of beauty :)
ReplyDeleteIt's hard not to feel great when you're sitting in a boat. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm off to check out the newbie blogger...
Nice. So happy for you Cathy...ditto Laurita. :)
ReplyDeleteClassic scene to a classic film...
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