(Photo stolen from Rolling Stone)
Watched the last half hour of some Beatles special on the History Channel last night. My friend Cheryl sent me a very moving Paul McCartney YouTube clip this afternoon. Tonight after kids and husband were safely into their tryptophan naps I watched most of the Paul McCartney New York concert on ABC.
I think the Beatles are sending me a message, and after SECONDS of thought, here it is:
Paul McCartney looks more and more like my grandmother every year. Should he ever start wearing a wiglet I'll have to call him Mormor and ask for story time.
Unless he's already wearing a wiglet? In which case, I've Just Seen a Face I can't forget . . .