I love that song..."Fields of Gold" by Sting. I actually got to walk in a "field of gold" yesterday...it was so wonderful. It was a field of yellow flowers. I went to my niece's birthday party yesterday and back behind her grandmother's house is the most wonderful field. It was so inviting and bright and I walked through it with my sister, then with my mom and kids. I got to meet some of her interesting friends (ha). They were actually pretty nice. There was a Spongebob Squarepants pinata, and my mom said, "Who is that? 'Squarebob'?" HA! She cracks me up with how un-pop culture she is. She also calls Bob the Builder, "Builder Bob". Hee hee! It was a very nice party, though, and a beautiful day for it.
Saturday was a lot of fun too. I went shopping with my sister and nieces. I hadn't planned to shop for myself, but there were so many good sales!! I haven't had a sort of "girl's day" like that in a while, so I really enjoyed it. I was quite happy also, when I tried on a couple of shirts and had to get a size smaller than I normally wear. Success! Of course, after all the cake, candy, and coke from yesterday, I don't know how much longer they'll fit. And then I overslept this morning and didn't exercise. Only water and lettuce for me today! Ha, actually I have pizza for lunch. I could never be the kind of girl that starves herself. It's just not possible!
Anyway, here are the lyrics to "Fields of gold", if anyone would like to read them. I love this song!
Fields of Gold by Sting
Youll remember me, when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
Youll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover's soul
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that Ive broken
But I swear in the days still left
Well walk in the fields of gold
Well walk in the fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
Youll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold