A song lyric, a smoothie, and a book

So, first, I always get chills (and possibly slightly choked up if I'm really in the right mood) when I hear (i.e., sing along with at the top of my lungs) a certain line in a certain song:

"Day 18, 253: well honey, that's fifty years - yeah, here's to you and me!"

Anyone know what song that is?  Probably not because my friends don't listen to country, but we'll see if anybody random comes up with the title.  If this was a cool blog there'd be some sort of giveaway to go along with it but I'm just a regular gal with nothin' to give away.  :)

Also, I made myself a smoothie this morning with a scoop of vanilla SlimFast, a cup of milk, 1/2 a cup of ice cubes, a banana and a handful of frozen blueberries and let me tell you: it is good.  Plus it's really pretty.  I have it in a water bottle and every time I take a drink and set it back down again, the lighter frothy part on top swirls in with the darker blue bottom part and it just looks really pretty.  :)  I was going to try to take a picture but I didn't think it would capture it.

Last but not least, I just finished this book a couple days ago:

                                                               (from goodreads.com)

It blew my mind a little bit.  Please read it.  It's so good.  The characters are just so...precious.  And I don't mean that in a cutesy sort of way, I mean that almost immediately I felt like I really loved them.  Like in an honest to goodness, I-love-my-best-friend sort of way, not like where you see a cute purse and squeal, "oh, I LOVE that!"  Reading this book was like wrapping myself up in tea and honey while my grandmother (who for some reason in this little fantasy image of mine is Jamaican) reads to me in the background.  Well, I guess imagining my grandmother as Jamaican isn't that strange because there's a Jamaican character in this book.

It's just such a wonderful, sort of bittersweet, combination of hope and beauty and fear and danger.  And I tell you what, it created a lot more sympathy in me for the plight of refugees. 

Read it.