March 11.
Dear diary,
my husband of 18 years...
this week is being honored
by the city of Atlanta...
as the Jacob Frienstein
Attorney of the Year.
I am so proud of him.
He has worked so hard.
I wanna swing
Swing till daylight
with you
I wanna dance
Dance the whole night through
Where the beat-beat-beat
is jumping
And the crowd is feeling fine
Where the dance-dance-dances
are popping
Theirs are flowing like wine
I wanna swing
Swing till daylight with you
I wanna dance...
To look at us...
you would think
that we've got it all together.
But looks can be deceiving.
Some days are good
and I think he loves me.
Then other days...
I think he doesn't care.
Dancing till daylight
Just us two
Kicking up my heels...
I never thought
I'd see this day.
I was just saying
to my wife this morning...
that if I died and came back...
that I would want
to come back as me.
No, truly it is an honor...
to receive the Jacob Frienstein
Attorney of the Year Award.
It's especially
an honor because...
He is so into appearances.
What looks one way
on the outside...
can be a totally different
matter on the inside.
There is no way...
no way...
that I could have done
any of this...
without my wonderful wife
of 18 years. Charles said
I don't know this stranger
I sit next to.
All I know is that with
every dime and every case...
