“The Book of Love”

For the past few months, Havarti and I have watched an episode or two (or three) of Scrubs before bed. That show = HILARIOUS. Truly truly funny.

Two nights ago, we watched the Season 8 finale. I bawled, which is odd because 1) I rarely bawl and 2) it was the finale for a comedy series, for goodness sake. But they did that thing where they show scratchy home movies with a touching song playing, and I just can’t take that. Dang. And the song they chose was one I haven’t heard in years, and I absolutely love it. There are some songs that grab you someplace deep in your belly and won’t let go. This is one of those for me. I sang it last night to try to get BoyWonder to sleep, and I couldn’t make it through the stupid thing. When I go soft, I go all the way. 🙂

There’s a sappy video below that some random person on YouTube made to go with the song. Peter Gabriel sings it (adore him, always) but he didn’t write it. And here are the lyrics. Seriously, can anyone listen to this song without getting teary?

The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It’s full of charts and facts and figures
And instructions for dancing

But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything

The book of love has music in it
In fact that’s where music comes from
Some of it’s just transcendental
Some of it’s just really dumb

But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything

The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It’s full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we’re all too young to know

But I 
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings

Alright, that was a nice sappy cheese break. Back to poopy diapers and unfolded laundry. 🙂

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Annie writes about life, motherhood, world issues, beautiful places, and anything else that tickles her brain. On good days, she enjoys juggling life with her husband and homeschooling her children. On bad days, she binges on chocolate chips and dreams of traveling the world alone.

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