And it was nowhere near like the movie. We went to see Mindy, our former landlady, play at a really fun charity event in Carlsbad.
I won't lie...when we first moved into that basement apartment we had no idea who Mindy was. I don't even remember how we realized it, but we found her on itunes and realized her voice was very familiar from some of the very best EFY songs ever. Many days of studying to Mindy's piano playing upstairs made her music indelibly stuck in my mind forever (and I like it!). Fast forward a few years...we've moved back home and sister, the current apartment tenant, tells us Mindy is coming to play just 15 minutes from us. We pretty much invited ourselves to the charity dinner that the gracious hostess was putting on for mostly friends and wardies (you know...ward friends), but I'm so glad we did! The house was gorgeous, and the mood was charming and whimsical. Even though we didn't know anybody, the night was perfect. Good food, good cause, great decorations, and even better music. I can't even tell you how bummed I was that I left the house without my camera that morning! Here are some pics I stole from someone else...

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Our place settings/favors...
And don't let me forget why I really wanted to make this post...
That night, Mindy sang one of her songs from her new album "Anchor" (<-- buy it!) which is called "Hourglass". She wrote it to/about her two boys, and I almost cried sitting there while she sang it because it is such a beautiful song that expressed my deepest, most tender feelings of love for my own little one. Every day he is less and less a baby, and more and more a little boy. I love being his mama. Listen to it
here and here are the lyrics...
Little boy, when you speak
I can’t help but kiss your cheeks
I love the way you grab my hands
And tell me all about your plans
Rocket high, comets fly
You and I could take a ride
And fly away to Neverland
And give our best to Peter Pan
When you reach for the stars
Don’t forget who you are
And please don’t turn around and grow up way too fast
See the sand in my grasp
From the first to the last
Every grain becomes a memory of the past
Oh, life’s an hourglass
Life’s an hourglass
Story’s read, prayer is said
Close your eyes sleepyhead
While angels linger in your dreams
And hold you in their feathered wings
Just like you, I was small
Not that long ago at all
I wish you all the happiness
That God gives freely if you ask
Chorus