Throwback Thursday - Musical Edition

Yesterday afternoon as I rolled around in the green fields of cold hard cash, aka my new job, I realized mini angel me that resides on my right shoulder was humming a lovely little diddy in my ear.  I recognized the tune but couldn't quite place it.  I wasn't sure if it was because my hearing has been permanently altered by mini devil me from my left shoulder constantly yelling the mantra "your soul belongs to this cube," or if it had just been a decade or more since the song was last played. Anywhere.
An hour or so later, my subconscious had written lyrics to the song and it went something like this:

*I, I got a new job*

*You would hardly recognize me I'm so glad*

*How could a person like me work for you*

My mind had reverted back to the last time I was truly, deeply, happy.  I lie.  I am actually a generally happy person, and for some reason, my mind's musical stylings today were from 1993.
**side note** Clearly something horrible happened to me in 1993 which I have blacked out and potentially need shock therapy to resolve.  Ooh! Or couples therapy... I could bring the husband and torture him with weird misplaced memories of my youth.  That would be amazing!**
I digress. 
How amazeballs were Ace of Base?  They were so much more than a three-hit-wonder.  They were the 90's version of ABBA, who I so knew nothing about until I saw Mamma Mia in Vegas in college.  Who knew the theme song of my career would be played by a Swedish Pop Group?  At least I know my Mom wasn't a reformed bed-hopper who couldn't identify which Dude she puked on and got horizontal with that eventually fathered me.  That was the premise of that story, right?  I couldn't see the movie because to me Amanda Seyfried will forever be a tween actress on AMC and I am sure that I would keep waiting for Adam Chandler to be revealed as the paternal donor sperm donor for Meryl Streep.  Gross.
What the heck happened to them?  AofB, not the Chandlers.  Remember their CD Da Cappo in the early 2000's?  Ya, me neither.  I swear.  I stopped listening to AofB around the time they came out with Living in Danger. 
However, based on yesterday's musical inspirings, I have decided that all big decisions/milestones in my life will forever be commemorated in songs from my childhood.  Last night I gave my husband a DVD of our wedding pictures and set the background music to Hootie and the Blowfish's Only Wanna be With You. He wasn't impressed, but likely because I scared him into thinking this date meant something. 
I fully expect to throw out All That She Wants at our next anniversary.  Should be classic.
I am off to make a radio dedication to tape the last song on this new mix tape.
C