What a warm summer Saturday night! It’s the perfect time for a little INXS. Let’s roll on back to 1987.
I’ve got to let you know… You’re one of my kind.
Happy Saturday night!
Month: June 2015
He Cracks Me Up!
Out here in the country, it’s a sad but true fact that if you open the door in the summer, you get flies in the house.
My Timehop today reminded me of a conversation Mr. R. and I had about a year ago. He’d been trying unsuccessfully to remove a tiny winged varmint.
Mr. R.: I almost killed that fly with my bare hand.
Me: I would have been impressed.
Mr. R: I once caught a fly with chopsticks.
Me: That was the Karate Kid.
Mr. R.: Oh. I thought that sounded familiar.
Shameless Plug
Sorry, kids, I’ve been working on Canva to create a photo to use to promote my book, Luke & Bella: Two Streets Over, which incidentally is now available on Amazon.
Here it is. Watch for it on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Google+, and Goodreads.
The New Normal
If you’ve followed us through the saga of Mr. R.’s little appointment with mortality, you know that we’ve been making changes at our house. He hasn’t had a cigar since the one he smoked on his way to the Emergency Room. He’s been really dedicated to eating right and exercising.
Gone are the fried chicken wings, late-night ice cream sundaes, and huge overloaded dinner plates. Just by eating healthier and exercising regularly, Mr. R. has lost weight. He’s aiming to eat mostly what he calls ‘God food’, which I suppose most people call ‘unprocessed’.
Our land shark Jack has started coming into the bedroom in the morning to remind Mr. R. that it’s “0-Walk o’clock.” The two of them have found a three-mile circuit in the neighborhood and they’ve been sticking to it faithfully. Their commitment has encouraged me to begin working out, too. Whatever!
But I had to laugh when Mr. R. returned home from the grocery store the other day. It’s definitely a brand new day.
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Saturday Night Serenade–Whitesnake
Okay, sue me, I loved the hair bands in the eighties. I loved this song when it first came out and I love it today.
Oddly, though, when I hear it now, it takes me back to a time only a few years ago. In a very unusual turn of events, I was on a business trip with a group from work in Manhattan. This was a disparate group that included a representative from each department, some of whom did not exactly get along. It was very late on a Friday night and I had persuaded the gang to go to the lower east side (of course our hotel was on the upper west side) to a pub that happens to be the home bar of one of my favorite jig-punk bands.
It was a surreal moment in time as we tossed back shots, my boss included, and waited for the Prodigals’ set. Then someone played this song on the jukebox and suddenly, lubricated by the soothing elements of free-flowing liquor and eighties hair metal, we were as one, belting out the lyrics as though we owned the place. Good times!
Happy Saturday Night!
Really??
So this came today. Official juror summons. Yep. Apparently my name was drawn by the United States District Court and the Southern District of Florida. Explain to me why my number never gets drawn for the Lotto. Sigh.
At first I thought, Well at least it’s in the summer. It won’t interrupt work. But then I checked the date. August 10. As in my last day of summer vacation. I have to report to work bright and early August 11. Matter of fact, I’m supposed to do a presentation.
I know, I know, civic duty and all that. But I’d be lying if I said I’m not crossing my fingers that I’ll call the night before and they won’t need me.
To Kill An Insomniac Mockingbird
For the last four years, Mr. R. and I have lived in an ‘equestrian area’. It’s not uncommon to see a cowboy come riding past on the sidewalk in front of the house. It also happens to be a bird sanctuary. We have tons of wild birds from egrets to blue herons to sandhill cranes. Every lot out here is at least an acre and a half and many people keep critters of various sizes. There are horses, obviously, plus chickens, peacocks, goats, and hoards of cats and dogs.
Our neighbor across the street keeps chickens and goats. We currently have a landshark and two cats. I’d like to have chickens and a giraffe, but that’s a post for another day. The good thing about all these critters is that most of them have the common decency to quiet down at night.
Enter an insomniac mockingbird. Mr. R.’s work schedule has him returning to the old homestead after midnight every night. Last night as I went out to meet him when he backed into the driveway after work I was astounded to hear a deliriously happy mockingbird just chirping his little head off. It was a cheerful little song.
But it was headed toward one o’clock in the morning. Even the roosters know when enough’s enough. I laughed, knowing that I didn’t have to get up in the morning. It did cross my mind, however. Do you suppose Harper Lee is looking for her next new book?
Saturday Night Serenade–Island Time
A live performance by Jimmy Buffett seems to be just the right speed for a lazy summertime Saturday night. Jimmy Buffett in concert. Now there’s something I haven’t done yet. It’s added to my bucket list. But for now, raise your rum buckets in a toast to a happy Saturday night!
Copper, the Alchemist, & the Woman in Trousers: Episode 20
Reblogging this in support of Indie Authors. 🙂
Caution: Shameless Self-promotion Ahead
Thank you so very much to Donna, RC, and Kathryn, who have all sent “three things” to drive this story. All those are waiting in queue. However, the steam(punk) locomotive was all out of fuel when I started writing this episode. Also since I didn’t have “three things” to drive this episode that meant there wasn’t anyone for me to promote either! So… since indie authors are supposed to engage in incessant, brazen self-promotion, I guess I’ll promote my novel, Atonement, Tennessee.
Atonement, Tennessee is available now and you can get it here:
Barnes & Noble Nook
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/atonement-tennessee-teagan-geneviene/1117790203?ean=2940148918431
Kindle and Paperback
Amazon UK
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Atonement-Tennessee-Teagan-Geneviene-ebook/dp/B00HGSVA8A
Amazon India
http://www.amazon.in/Atonement-Tennessee-Teagan-Riordain-Geneviene/dp/1481826948
Atonement in Bloom
Book-2, Atonement in Bloom, is in progress. No estimated completion date, because I spend all my time working on this blog and the serials. Somehow I have to become able to do everything…
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