I watch Sabrina the other day (the old one with Audrey Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart, not the newer one with Harrison Ford.) And I love that movie….sometimes I feel a bit like Sabrina Fairchild. The boy and I live in a beautiful part of a very upscale neighborhood, but we are not quite as upscale. That is to say, we are of a more limited means, kind of like Sabrina Fairchild and her chauffeur father. They lived above the Larabee’s garage, and the boy and I rent an apartment above the garage for our apartment building. Yet I often feel like I am living a charmed life here in our little abode above the garage. Just like Sabrina!
Now if only I looked like Audrey Hepburn!