Listen to Your Heart When He's Calling to You...

My second son has a thing for romantic (kitschy) 80s songs. Bless him. Last summer he played "Listen to Your Heart" (forgot the artist--little help?) about 16.5 million times. I didn't really like it the first 500 times. By fall, I despised it. I guess I'm a failure as a woman. I feel skittish and awkward with super romantic stuff. I love opera. But that's deep, passionate and grand-scale romance. The schmaltzy idea of following your man, because he calls, has a very canine feel. Listen to Your Heart When He's Calling to You.