Art Doesn’t Always Imitate Life

April 16, 2009 @ 7:35 am | Filed under:

With all the Susan Boyle links everywhere, it’s not surprising I’ve got the Les Mis soundtrack playing in my head. Turns out it can be really distressing to one’s husband and children when one absentmindedly belts out “I Dreamed a Dream” while washing the breakfast dishes. And not just because I’m no Susan Boyle or Patti LuPone.

“I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living…”

Whoops! Sorry, guys. It’s just lyrics. I don’t really think we all live in a yellow submarine, either.

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  1. Penny in VT says:

    LOL Although some days that yellow submarine looks pretty inviting…

    Isn’t the Susan Boyle thing too cool? I love the initial audience gasp – and how she so obviously enjoys her moment on that stage 🙂

  2. Beth says:

    This cracks me up. I’m pretty sure I’ve done it too…

    Our double-CD Les Mis was stolen (yes, stolen, along with a wallet of other CDs) from our car a year or so ago. I miss it still. I confess I wondered what I would have done if a constable had shown up at our front door with the thief and the CD wallet — would I have told him he’d left the best behind and given him the silver candlesticks too?!

  3. ChristineMM says:


    I love Les Miz and have all the songs memorized. Go Susan Boyle!

  4. Corey Schwartz says:

    Ha ha! So funny. I’ve seen Les Mis seven times!

  5. Cassandra Frear says:

    Love your tidal homeschooling idea. Every journey is an adventure. Yes, that’s the key.

    First time at your site. Love it! I am new to blogging and learning my way around. This is a lovely place to stop on my first day.

  6. Gail says:

    I read this earlier in the day and since then have had to stop myself a half a dozen times from belting out the same lyrics in front of my kids.

  7. Hannah says:

    Hehe, I’ve been singing the same song all day today too, for the same reason!
    But my favorite is the finale.
    “And remember, the truth that once was spoken … to love another person is to see the face of God …”