Back to the GYPSY

So I'm back, to the velvet underground

Back to the floor, that I love

To a room with some lace and paper flowers

Back to the gypsy that I was

To the gypsy...that I was

And it all comes down to you

Well, you know that it does

And lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice

Oh, and it lights up the night

And you see your gypsy

You see your gypsy

To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear

I have no fear, I have only love

And if I was a child

And the child was enough

Enough for me to love

Enough for me to love

She is dancing away from me now

She was just a wish

She was just a wish

And a memory is all that is left for you now

You see your gypsy

You see your gypsy

And lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice

And it all comes down to you

And it all comes down to you

And it all comes down to you

And lightning strikes,  maybe once, maybe twice

And it all comes down to you

How better to describe my good friend Christy than by these wonderful Fleetwood Mac lyrics? I don't think there could be anything more appropriate. That Christy. She's a traveling soul...leaving town again...this time she's headed to Columbia until April! So, what better way to celebrate Christy's departure for the umpteemth time than throw a party?

Saturday night took me back...all the way to about 2004. It was GREAT. I started off my evening sharing a few pitchers with Whitney and Christy at Sidelines. Great conversation and lots of laughing! Then, we headed back to the house to meet the others arriving in Canton.

For just a little while, it was just like we were all back in college. GLORY DAYS. :)

Christy & Dustin

Me, Britt, Christy & Whit

For those of you that share my LOVE for Fleetwood Mac...hopefully this will put a smile on your face!