Memories and Visits G

((Once again, continuation of my 'Memories' series))

When I was little, my grandparents lived 3 days away ((by car)) so we'd visit when we could. Now, there are several visits I remember, but I'll focus on ONE today.

I was really little and my grandpa decided to take us to visit Uncle...Henry...Harvey...Harold...it stated with an 'H'...anyways...so I went with him and my mom.

I don't really remember Uncle What-sis-face, but I remember his house. It had a light brownish shag carpet that I spent the vast majority of my visit sitting on. The house smelled weird. A combination of cigarettes, dust, and old.

Yes, old has a smell. You know, that smell that always seems to be in old people's houses, nursing homes, and old buildings, that's what 'old' smells like.

I also remember light colored paint on the walls, and it was really sunny. That's pretty much all I remember.




AND AN ADDITION THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT! I've been listening to show tunes. My current show tunes are:

• 'I Cain't Say No' (Oklahoma)
  
• 'Maybe This Time' (Cabaret)
  
• 'Money, Money' (Cabaret)
  
• 'What I Did For Love' (A Chorus Line)
  
• 'Don't Cry for Me Argentina' (Evita)
  
• 'Be Italian' (Nine)

Ironically, I've never seen any of those musicals...but I love the music from Cabaret, especially the versions with Liza Minelli. XD

What I Did For Love,
Shigure's Carma