Can you believe February’s almost gone? I must admit, I’m pretty happy about it. I’m counting down the days until June 5, which, if everything works out, should be my last day as a ‘highly qualified professional educator.’ I’m planning on walking right out of there, the better to write full-time.
This week, Mr. R is taking his newly minted real estate license and joining a firm with a household name. He’s thrilled to be out of the television news business and moving on to being his own boss.
Our massive home reno project is very nearly finished. All that remains is my bathroom sink and vanity top, which should be in place by Tuesday. And do I have photos for you! But that’s another post.
Yep. Right here in the middle of our f-word years, Mr. R and I are reinventing ourselves. Mid-life crisis, you say? Maybe. But the truth is, life is too short to continue to settle. There’s no time like the present to actively pursue our dreams. Will we succeed? Who knows. But we won’t succeed if we don’t try. There will always be news stations that need video editors, photographers, and assignments editors. And there will always be schools that need teachers. So like they say, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Tonight I’m feeling all retro and funky. Kind of like the B-52s. I hope the end of February finds you well. Kick back and enjoy a little Love Shack, baby. Hug those you love.
Happy Saturday night!
Love Shack
If you see a faded sign at the side of the road that says
“15 miles to the
Love Shack”
Love Shack, yeah, yeah
I’m headin’ down the Atlanta highway
Lookin’ for the love getaway
Headed for the love getaway
I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale
And we’re headin’ on down to the Love Shack
I got me a Chrysler, it seats about 20
So hurry up and bring your jukebox moneyThe love shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack, baby (a-Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at)Sign says (woo) “Stay away, fools”
‘Cause love rules at the Love Shack
Well, it’s set way back in the middle of a field
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the highwayThe Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack, baby (Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at
Love Shack, that’s where it’s atHuggin’ and a-kissin’
Dancin’ and a-lovin’
Wearin’ next to nothin’
‘Cause it’s hot as an oven
The whole shack shimmies
Yeah, the whole shack shimmies
The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s
Movin’ around and around and around and around
Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’, baby
Folks linin’ up outside just to get down
Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s groovin’, baby
Funky little shack
Funky little shackHop in my Chrysler, it’s as big as a whale and it’s about to set sail
I got me a car, like, it seats about 20
So come on and bring your jukebox moneyThe Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack, baby (a-Love Shack, baby)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at, yeah)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at)Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Knock a little louder, baby
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
I can’t hear you
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Knock a little louder, sugar
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
I can’t hear you
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby (Knock a little louder)
Bang, bang, bang, on the door, baby
Bang, bang (On the door, baby)
Bang, bang (On the door)
Bang, bang (On the door, baby)
Bang, bang
Your what?
Tin roof, rustedLove Shack, baby, Love Shack
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at, yeah)
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack (Love, baby, that’s where it’s at)
Love, baby, Love Shack
Huggin’ and a-kissin’,
Dancin’ and a-lovin’
At the Love Shack
Adventures in Date Night 
The B-52s were always one of those bands that I could never decide if I liked them or not. Still haven’t made up my mind two decades later, lol.
Hope you had a great Saturday!
When the mood is right…
And you, too!
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 we reinvent just about every decade!
We’re going for it, Ms. Rita! 🙂 Carpe-ing the crap outta this diem!
That-a-girl! We only get to ride once. Why not switch seats every now and then and experience a whole new thrill?
Good Luck! and have fun — I shifted earlier than you, but never went back. Still love science, though.
Thanks! 🙂