Love You Like a Freeze Pop?

First of all I would like to apologize for my recent silence...I'm leaving my job and so have actually had stuff to do over the last couple of weeks that has precluded me from Mariah-ing. But today, I'm making the time.

Readers, recently rumors have surfaced that all might not be well with the union of Mimi and Nick. We all know that that the tabloids love nothing more than to prey on the slightest hint of things going awry, so who knows if there is a kernel of truth here or not. As one loyal lamb told me, "This either means I'm gonna cry for days...or she's going to have another Butterfly album and that means I'll cry for years." Truth.

So today let's revisit "The Impossible" from 2009's Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel, and think good thoughts. It's a sweet, smooth, mellow jam:

And now I love you like summertime, love you cherry wine

Love you like free money, like a preacher loves Sunday
Love you like a freeze pop, love you like a milkshake
Love you like a high school girl on a first date

Love you like shooting stars, love you like a muscle car
Love you like were destined
Love you like my lover and my best friend
Yeah, you did the impossible, yeah

...

And now I love you like sunsets, bubble baths on the jet

Love you like Kool Aid, Louis Millionaire shades
Love you like Sugar Daddies, love like a pimp caddy
Love like a holiday, Duncan Hines yellow cake

Love you like it's 5 am and I'm off work
Love you like Louboutin heels and a miniskirt
Love you like an Asscher-cut pink and white engagement ring
Love you like laying in the bed, bumping Jodeci