Saturday Night Serenade–Guilty Pleasure

I’ve confessed it before. My guilty pleasure is boy bands. It’s a sickness, I know.

But when I heard about King Calaway, a country boy band, I was IN. Six good-looking young men with the harmony of angels? Oh, hell, yeah!

This video has them performing a cover from one of my all-time favorite bands, The Eagles. It’s a set they did at the Grand Old Opry, and they’re joined by the legendary Ricky Skaggs.

I know what you’re thinking. You hate country music.

Doesn’t matter. If you’re ever in Nashville and you have the chance, you MUST go to the Opry, if only for the cultural experience. It’s amazing.

Tonght, I hope you enjoy this new take on Seven Bridges Road, and I hope you’re open to giving King Calaway a chance. It will be our little secret, lol.

Have a wonderful weekend, and be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

PS: It’s my birthday this week. My Love surprised me with tickets to Les Miserables down in Ft. Lauderdale. We have discovered that while he thought he was buying them through Ticketmaster, he inadvertently used a sketchy site instead. There is the better-than-even chance we’ll get down there only to discover that our tickets are bogus. Keep your fingers crossed. We’ll let you know…

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Saturday Night Serenade–To Each His Own

It’s a weird time we’re living through right now. Remember the good old days when differing opinions were valued, and we were skilled in the art of agreeing to disagree? That ship sailed, didn’t it? Now he who disagrees with me is my mortal enemy.

To that I say (and pardon my French here), Fuck that shit!

We’re better than this. We are. We’re bigger and we’re smarter than this. We don’t have to all agree on everything in order to get along.

Anybody who tells you otherwise is lying. You have to ask yourself, What’s in it for them to have people believe such a thing? What do they stand to gain by everyone’s blind acquiescence?

The Woods by the Zac Brown Band celebrates individuality and being your own person. Like he says, “To each his own.”

I hope you’re enjoying your own life this October evening. This is my favorite time of year. Have a wonderful weekend. Be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

P.S. We’re getting settled into our new abode. This is Bryant Park, literally a block away from our back door. Walking Jack has never been so enjoyable. Everything happens for a reason…

Intracoastal Waterway, Bryant Park in Lake Worth, FL.
The Lake Worth Bridge is in the background.

Saturday Night Serenade–The Adventure Continues

We started this blog a few years ago, back in the salad days when we had corporate jobs and tons of disposable income, and we couldn’t spend it fast enough. We went out every weekend and people always wanted to hear about what we did and where we went.

The last couple of years have been different, though. Mr. R transitioned from full-time television work to full-time real estate, which could have been a boon to our lifestyle. But it wasn’t.

Although for a while,with rumors of transactions just on the horizon, we were certain that success was just around the corner, but one lost deal after another drained our savings and eventually put us in foreclosure.

We were fortunate enough to be able to sell our house before a date was set for the final auction, and we walked away with a little money to start over. Unsure of what we were going to do, we secured an Airbnb for a couple of weeks in the historic area of Lake Worth Beach.

The Secret Garden House has been exactly what we needed to catch our breath and figure out what’s next for us. It’s a lovely 1925 house situated in a lush tropical garden in the middle of Historic Lake Worth. We’re within walking distance of the ‘downtown’ restaurants, bars, and the historic Lake Worth Playhouse.

The neighborhood of Historic Lake Worth is a little slice of Key West without the really long drive. There are tons of cute vintage houses on every block, and the vibe is laid-back and easy-going, very ‘live and let live’. It’s dog-friendly, too. Last Saturday, we walked up to Lake Avenue with our rescue German shepherd Jack and had cocktails outside an Irish joint called Brogues. The server even brought out a bowl of water for Jack.

Mr. R and I decided that Lake Worth was just the kind of neighborhood we’d like to try, so we searched and found a (tiny) one bedroom apartment, the monthly rent exactly half of what our mortgage would have been, had we moved forward with the restructuring. The apartment is one of only four in the complex, and it’s east of the Airbnb.

It’s exactly ONE BLOCK from the Intracoastal Waterway, and it’s even four blocks closer to the downtown action. We couldn’t be happier. They say everything happens for a reason, right? It looks like this is our chance for a do-over, an opportunity to experience a completely different lifestyle. Just another new adventure.

I hope this weekend finds you happy and healthy. I’m choosing my favorite version of one of my favorite songs tonight, Walking in Memphis as performed by Lonestar. I may have heard this floating out of one of the bars as we walked last weekend.

Be sure to hug those you love. Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Cat 4? Why Not?

Happy Labor Day! There’s nothing like a three-day weekend. Unless you’re under threat of a catastrophic natural disaster.

For a while there, things were looking exceedingly dicey here in south Florida what with Hurricane Dorian lurking out there in the Atlantic. Friday morning, Al Roker showed a projected path that had the storm hitting West Palm Beach as a Cat 4 sometime on Monday.

Which, if you know our current situation, was just Donkey Kong chucking another barrel at us. We’re supposed to be closing on our house on Friday. If the storm hit late Monday into Tuesday and we continued to have tropical storm weather through Wednesday, there’s not a chance in the world we’d be able to close on time.

And we can’t secure a place to move until we have the proceeds from the closing. But now that things seem to be settling down a bit, and my apologies to the Carolinas, we may just have a path to the next adventure for us.

We have a line on a short-term rental that will allow us to bring Jack, our 85-lb. rescue German shepherd, and that will work until the end of October, when seasonal rates kick in and we’ll have to find something else.

Fingers crossed, by that time, Mr. R will have secured a full-time position back in television news and we’ll be on our way. So if you know of any stations that need a kick-ass news photog or video editor, just saying…

Thanks for taking this journey with us–your positive thoughts mean the world to us.

I hope you enjoy my cheeky virtual middle finger to effing Cat 4 Dorian. If you’re in the storm’s path, be safe. And be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–So I Got Sucked In…

Do you just hate infomercials on television? You know, over-enthusiastic carnival barkers trying to sell you Ginsu knives or a Sham-Wow?

One day last week as the national news ended, before I could change the channel I got sucked in to a 30-minute advertisement by Time-Life. And before you go getting all judgy…

Just imagine, The Best of Soft Rock, great classics from the 70s and 80s. They started rolling out The Doobie Brothers, Ambrosia, Christopher Cross, and Chicago. Suddenly, I couldn’t look away.

Mr. R walked in and asked what we were going to watch. “You’re looking at it,” I replied. “Shhhhh!”

We both sat mesmerized as we heard songs that brought back the simpler times of old. And we knew every word of every effing song. It was magical.

Obviously, we didn’t buy the collection. I mean, who buys CDs? Where do you even play them?

But the next time you have a spare half hour and you fine this little gem, don’t miss it.

For tonight’s serenade, I picked one of my all-time favorites by America, Sister Goldenhair. I love this song.

Hope you enjoy it and that you have a wonderful weekend. Be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

HOMELIFE UPDATE:
We made it through the inspection period, and we and the buyers are now locked in. Assuming the appraisal that was done yesterday is at least the price of the house, we will be closing on Sept. 6.

Beyond that, we still don’t know where we’re going. We had a HUGE garage sale today and got rid of tons of things that were stored in the garage, and we sold some of the furniture we won’t be taking with us.

We’ll continue to keep you posted about our new adventure. ❤

Saturday Night Serenade–Publix Music

Have you been to the supermarket lately? I hadn’t. I hate grocery shopping, and I don’t cook. I was smart enough to marry a man who is a culinary genius.

Anyway, one day this week, I ended up at Publix, where shopping is a pleasure. And you know what? It was, kind of. Because they play some kick-ass music. Seriously, when did they ditch the elevator Muzak?

I had not heard Missionary Man in years. So there I was in the dog food aisle, dancing and singing along with Annie. In case you’re wondering, they followed up with Def Leppard. At freaking Publix. We went in for ice and bread, and rolled out with a cartful of stuff. I guess somebody did their market research.

There’s no real deep meaning this week, other than that I had forgotten how awesome this song is. I hope you enjoy it, too.

Have a wonderful weekend and be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

Household Update:
It appears we have the house sold. It’s now too late for anyone to back out, so barring some breakdown in funding, we should be ready to close by the first weekend in September. Which means we have to get packed up and ready to go.

Where are we going? We still don’t know.

Stay tuned–we’ll keep you with us for the adventure…

Saturday Night Serenade–Summer Days and Nights

Happy August!
Around here, everyone’s getting ready to head back to school, but for me, August has always been about long, hot, lazy summer days.

And Love Shack is the perfect summer song. Don’t you wish there was a place you could go and just cut loose, forgetting all your troubles?

Tonight, let’s just push aside all the stress and deadlines. We’ll enjoy a cold one or three and create our own funky little place.

Be sure to hug the ones you love. Happy Saturday night!

Update on our situation:
We’ve had a couple dozen people tour the house. Everyone seems to like it, they all say the asking price is fair, but we have no offers. Not even a low-ball, ‘let’s negotiate’ offer. So that’s discouraging.

We did find a temporary transportation solution to the end of our car lease in a couple of weeks, so that’s good news.

Fingers crossed, the house goes under contract soon.