LOL! Honestly, I'm not positive what I was doing this morning. Well, I do know what I was doing... I write stories and post them at another site. I write best to classical music, or more distinctly, music without words. I decided I'd grown weary of the selection in my library so went to Wal-mart on-line to purchase some downloadable music.

I started first with soundtracks... downloaded a fantastic 6 minute piece from Mission Impossible by the Israel National Orchestra (at least I think that is who done it :-p)

Anyway for some reason I decided to see if I could find anything by Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass. When I was a kid, I mean like little... well, the record album came out in 1965 so basically I was 4 years old... my mom had The Whipped Cream and other Delights album. I remember wearing my white with blue polka dotted rain coat, and standing on the ottoman and dancing to this music. The cover was ... wow! Mind boggling! I mean there was this woman covered in whipped cream, with the most saucy look on her face. It was the closest to porn I'd ever come.  I mean, her boob was partially exposed! 

As I was growing up, I often listened to this album.  I wasn't even certain what I was listening to.  For example, I JUST realized this morning that Love Potion # 9 is on that album. 

My mom exposed us to alot of classical and jazz.  I love listening to that type of music, because I can close my eyes and imagine so much stuff!  As I started listening to the downloaded music, I got this BIG ASS grin on my face.  It had been so long since I'd listened.  Doncha love when that happens?