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Thursday, March 2, 2006

The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Yesterday was the first of March, as we all know. The proverbial Lion has arrived. I had a terrible day, and I’m sure that the gray crustiness that spread out before me everywhere I looked had a lot to do with it. Also, things have been really rough for a friend of mine/with a friend of mine. It is hard to keep one’s perspective (thank you, Andrew!) in what looks like the Dead of Winter (capitalized because it is a real institution to me, not simply an expression) even though I know spring lies just underneath the dirty gray blanket of snow. Even though I know my friend loves me, it is hard to feel it when things are like this.

Of course, happiness, like spring, lies quietly, hidden and muffled by all the noise that surrounds us. Last night, while picking the feta, spinach, and hot peppers off my pizza (I don’t eat the crust), I caught a snippet of Nat’s silly talk. He said, “Wimoweh,” very quietly.

“Wimoweh?!” I said.

“No Wimoweh,” Nat said. But he was smiling, my invitation.

I started humming The Lion Sleeps Tonight, softly, not looking at him, sneaking up on him the way I think he likes best. I peeked at him and he was listening intently, smiling. I kept going, for as long as he would let me. I eventually ran out of words; it is a fairly limited song, after all.

But Natty’s song, and his little secret smile, helped keep the lion in winter at bay, if for just a little while.


What a cozy picture…

My daughter, who often gets songs “stuck in her head,” has been going around the house singing occasional snippets of The Lion Sleeps Tonight for about the past three weeks.

She’s getting as tired of it as the rest of us are, and yesterday she went, “Wimoweh… ARGH!”

— added by Bonnie Ventura on Thursday, March 2, 2006 at 8:44 am

Gorgeous son! Gorgeous gal!

Thanks for sharing,


— added by Estee Klar-Wolfond on Thursday, March 2, 2006 at 1:03 pm

I love that song! and What part of the pizza do you eat?

Nice post Susan.

— added by Do'C on Thursday, March 2, 2006 at 1:44 pm

Sorry to be unclear, D.O.C. –
I eat the cheese, spinach, jalapeno, and sauce of the pizza and leave the crusts, a huge pile of disgusting triangular slabs on my plate, at the end of a meal. Atkins is not pleasant, but it is effective!

— added by Susan Senator on Thursday, March 2, 2006 at 1:46 pm

Now if that crust were from Jersey or the Gourmet Ghetto in Berkeley it would be worth it.

As the words of the song.

— added by kristina on Thursday, March 2, 2006 at 4:20 pm