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WDC Soundtrackers Resurrection Jukebox 2015 October 25 Day 9 Someone To Watch Over Me
I have a contented pussycat sitting on me as I write this. Oops, make that laying on me. Lying down? I think... Jasmine has lay down on me. Yeah, that works. Tonight I'm trying to sort out gifts for people in advance. One or two people we have specifics for. One young man, son of our friend, is receiving books two and three in the Mysterious Benedict Society trilogy. We purchased book one of the series, along with another book of some sort, and he announced to his mother that we pick good books. My brother's eighteen-year-old twin boys are getting money. It's never the wrong size, style, or color. My other twin nephews will be five on December 26, and they're fairly easy shop for. My own kids? Well, I don't really know. Bah. I'm going to have to come up with something soon, though.

What do I want this year? A gift certificate to the new salt spa down the street, a new Patrick Taylor book, a magazine subscription to BeadStyle magazine. Maybe some cashews too. What will I get? The Patrick Taylor book and cashews. I enjoy opening gifts. I like the surprise of opening it, and the pleasure of knowing someone took time and effort to get something for me. I makes me feel cherished and valued. I try not to expect much and anything over my mental list feels like an enormous blessing. I picture Christmas Day as a time to sit and read my new book with hot chocolate at my side and a cat in my lap. That's what generally happens anyway. But as much as my husband and sons do for me all year, December 25 feels different. I can't say why, but I know it's true. My husband and sons are my most precious gift, though, and I get to have them every day. Life is good.

"Someone To Watch Over Me"

There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, "seek and ye shall find"
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind

Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret

I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?

There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me

Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Someone to watch over me
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