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Lyrics for Monday and Churchill Blast

All I Have To Do Is Dream
By Felice and Boudleaux Bryant

Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream

When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do
Is dream, dream, dream, dream

When I feel blue in the night
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do
Is dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Any time night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream, dream, dream, dream


While Washington was pulling out an overtime win over Baltimore in a game contested within my own family as well as throughout the region (Paul and I were rooting for the Ravens, Dad was rooting for the Redskins), my family was at Churchill for the annual Blast show, whose theme this year was "American Bandstand" -- there were even audio clips of Dick Clark. There are some really great singers at the school and I ran into several friends waiting to see their own kids, their kids' friends, and their friends' kids. Here are some photos, including Maddy in "Living in America" and "Hey Good Lookin'" and Adam's friend Daniel singing lead in the Village People's "Go West"!


We came home briefly so Adam could walk the neighbor's dog -- he had worked at Hebrew school before call for the show, where he runs spotlights -- then we went to my parents' for Chanukah dinner before Daniel had to go back to College Park to study for finals. We had latkes and Paul made me a chocolate and pistachio birthday cake since Daniel won't be here on my actual birthday. When we came home we caught the very end of the Alfie Boe concert we were recording off PBS since we failed to do so last time it was on, then watched the snowy Detroit/Green Bay game, which made me just as happy to be on my couch with two cats and a blanket over my legs.

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