Saturday Night Serenade–It’s What I Like About You!

How is it possible that this is the last weekend of July?  Where has the summer gone?  I’m back to work in less than two weeks and I’m walking into a mine field.  I don’t even want to think about it.

Instead, I want to enjoy this summer Saturday night with my love.  I’ve often said it, he’s my happily-ever-after, the yin to my yang, the carrots to my peas.  We laugh a lot, and sometimes I post his witticism here.

Besides that, we’re huge dorks.  For example, sometimes we play alliterative word games, often favoring P for whatever reason.  “It’s the perfect point to prune the plumosa.”  “Precisely!”

He can come up with absurd lyrics to “any song, any time, anywhere.”  The other day, he was humming the Mary Tyler Moore theme.  Then he started singing, “We’re going naked to the ma-all.”  You know Bohemian Rhapsody, right?  Does anyone really understand all the words?  His version:  “Bag of douche, bag of douche, will you do the fandango?”

He makes me laugh.  It’s what I like about him.  Which brings us to this punk classic for tonight’s serenade.  I hope you push aside all your cares and worries in favor of laughing with the one(s) you love.  Tell them what you like about them.

Happy Saturday night!