Saturday Night Serenade–Classically Cool

Happy long weekend!  I hope everyone’s doing well.  My boy is here from Omaha, so I’m a very happy mom.  We’re hanging out, catching up, remembering times past.  Later on, we’ll all head out to some of our favorite haunts.

One thing we’ve been laughing about is our recollection of carpool karaoke, the delightful moments on our way to and from school, the kids and I singing along enthusiastically with classic rock on the radio.

Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody is among the best for an impromptu sing-along, but maybe we have Wayne and Garth to thank for that notion.  This version is by Pentatonix, the wildly popular acapella group.  See what you think.

From our house to yours, we wish you a very Happy Easter.  Be sure to hug those you love.

Happy Saturday night!

 

Saturday Night Serenade–I Love Love!

Happy Valentine’s Day!  I know, technically it’s not until Tuesday, but this is the last Serenade before then.  Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been posting some of my favorite romantic songs.

For tonight, I’m sharing ‘our song’, a classic by The Police, Every Little Thing She Does.  I know I’ve talked about my life before Mr. R. and I met, so I’m not going into that here, but suffice it to say, I feel like a very lucky ginger.

Now I’m wondering, what is your favorite romantic song?  I hope you’ll post your song in the comments–let’s take an informal little poll.

May the evening find you spending time with the one(s) you love.  Maybe take the opportunity to reaffirm how much they mean to you.  Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Feeling Alright

Last week, I was feeling a little down, remembering a lot of those we lost over the last year.  I was determined to be more upbeat this week.

And then yesterday, a young man struggling with mental illness boarded a plane in Anchorage and flew to Ft. Lauderdale.  Upon arrival, he retrieved his belongings from Baggage Claim, removed a gun, and proceeded to shoot up the place.  Why?  Because the voices told him to.

And don’t even get me started about the four thugs in Chicago who held another mentally challenged young man against his will and tortured him, streaming it LIVE ON FACEBOOK.

It just leaves you shaking your head.  What the hell is going on with the world?  I have no idea, and I don’t have the solution to the problem.  I’m pretty sure our next Commander in Chief doesn’t either.

Here’s what I think.  If we want a kinder, gentler world, we need to be kinder and gentler in our circles of influence.  So, new rule for 2017: BE KIND.  NO EXCEPTIONS.  Yeah, I’m going to give that a whirl.  See what happens.

I hope this evening finds you feeling alright.  A little Joe Cocker can’t hurt, anyway.  Be sure to hug the ones you love, I know I’ll be doing that.

In this new year, I wish you peace, love, and kindness.  Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–Looking Back

New years eve celebration background with champagne

It’s been a week, hasn’t it?  You get to the point where, when you see a celebrity trending on social media, you feel like you just don’t want to know any more.  For me, it seems like 2016 has been unusually cruel, especially right here at the end.

This year, we’ve lost so many iconic dreamers, artists, and poets.  Is is just that we’re getting older, is that it?  I don’t know.  But I’m not feeling all that festive this New Year’s Eve.  I mean, the year’s been rough, and we’re staring down the barrel of a world where an ignorant orange troll effectively unravels decades of careful diplomacy, 140 characters at a time.  I don’t know anymore.

But I wanted to remember a small sample of those we’ve lost:

  • David Bowie
  • Alan Rickman
  • Glen Frey
  • Abe Vigoda
  • Harper Lee
  • Garry Shandling
  • Doris Roberts
  • Prince
  • Patty Duke
  • Muhammad Ali
  • Elie Wiesel
  • Garry Marshall
  • Gene Wilder
  • Arnold Palmer
  • Leonard Cohen
  • Leon Russell
  • Florence Henderson
  • John Glenn
  • Alan Thicke
  • George Michael
  • Carrie Fisher
  • Debbie Reynolds

I don’t mean to be a downer, but I think, on a night like tonight, as we, with cautious optimism, welcome in the New Year, we need a little Sweet Baby James.

Here’s wishing you an amazing, joyful, safe, blessed, and prosperous New Year!   ❤

Happy Saturday night!

Saturday Night Serenade–The Joker

Holy cats, last week was rough!  We’re all trying to get accustomed to the new normal and it seems pretty rocky.  It made me long for simpler times.

The Joker by the Steve Miller Band was released in 1973, a year no one could call simpler, not by a long shot.  But I was a kid, and the social and political climates of the day were kind of lost on me.  Music was a place of refuge as much then as it is now.

This song is about a guy who just wants to live and let live.  I love this live version, CeeLo Green aside, and the fact that they’ve held up remarkably well.

And there’s something encouraging about the fact that we all survived the turmoil of the 70s.  We’ll probably survive this, too.  If we all remember to speak of the pompitous of love.

Hug those you love and tell’em it’s all going to be okay.  Happy Saturday night!

The Joker

Some people call me the space cowboy yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause’ I speak of the pompitous of love

People talk about me baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong
But don’t you worry baby don’t worry
Cause’ I’m right here at home

Cause’ I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
Playin’ my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a mid-night toker
I get my lovin’ on the run
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

You’re the cutest thing that I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time
Ooh wee baby, I sure show you a good time

Cause’ I’m a picker
I’m a grinner
I’m a lover
And I’m a sinner
Playin’ my music in the sun
I’m a joker
I’m a smoker
I’m a mid-night toker
I sure don’t want to hurt no one

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

People keep talkin’ about me baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong
Well don’t you worry, don’t worry, no don’t worry mama
Cause’ I’m right here at home
You’re the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
Lovey dovey, lovey dovey, lovey dovey all the time
Come on baby now, I’ll show you a good time

Saturday Night Serenade–Birthday Edition

So it’s my birthday weekend.  A couple of years ago, I was faced with a big round number and it freaked me out.  Now, two years later, I’m at peace with my age.  It’s just a number.  And I’ve found a great deal of liberation in being this age.  At a certain point, you realize that essentially, not a fuck is given.

Here’s a shout-out to all the Libras out there.

Libra (September 23 - October 22)

Libra traits

Strengths: Cooperative,diplomatic, gracious, fair-minded, social

Weaknesses: Indecisive, avoids confrontations, will carry a grudge, self-pity

Libra likes: Harmony, gentleness, sharing with others, the outdoors

Libra dislikes: Violence, injustice, loudmouths, conformity

People born under the sign of Libra are peaceful and fair, and they hate being alone. Partnership is very important for Libra -born, and with their victorious mentality and cooperation, they cannot stand to be alone. The Libra is an Air sign, with expressed intellect and a keen mind. They can be inspired by good books, insurmountable discussions and interesting people.

The ruling planet of Libra is Venus, who is a lover of beautiful things, so the quality is always more important than the quantity for people born under the Libra sign. They are often surrounded by art, music and beautiful places. They are cooperative by nature, so they often work in teams.

Libra is fascinated by the balance and symmetry. Libra-born prefer justice and equality, and they cannot tolerate injustice. They avoid indulging in all types of conflicts and prefer to keep the peace, where this is possible. They like to do everything in pairs and not alone.

The biggest problem for Libra-born, is when they are forced to choose sides, because they are very indecisive and sometimes they forget that they have their own opinion.

Mr. and I are having two date nights in a row–we went out for a lovely dinner last night and we have tickets tonight for a fun film festival.  I’ll write about those later.  For now, here’s a birthday wish from Sir Paul.

Happy Saturday night!

And, oh, by the way, in honor of my birthday, I’m giving away Just One Night, my naughty little novella, for FREE all weekend.  So be sure to download your copy while it’s free.  And if you happen to leave a little review afterwards, I’ll be forever grateful.  🙂

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Saturday Night Serenade–There’s Someone For Everyone

Image result for brass ring pubLast night, Mr. R. and I had dinner at a legendary little local place called the Brass Ring Pub Sports Bar & Grill in Royal Palm Beach, not to be confused with the Brass Ring Pub in North Palm Beach.  Whew, glad we got that sorted out!  Actually, they’re a two-location chain, and we’ve also been to the North Palm Beach location.  But I digress.

The fact is, we had dinner at Brass Ring last Friday night, too, right before we went to the Cheap Trick, Joan Jett, and Heart show I mentioned last week.  But, as good as the food was, we were in such a hurry to get to the concert that we simply inhaled our dinner and left.  So this time, we took our time and enjoyed the moment.

Brass Ring is one of those awesome working class bars where construction guys and office folks mingle at the end of a long day.  The bar area is separate from the main dining area, but you can order food either place.  Mr. R. and I rather prefer the bar area because of its ‘adults only’ vibe.  After a long days’ work, the last thing I want is to be subjected to someone else’s progeny expressing themselves exuberantly in public.

While their menu is large, Brass Ring is known for their burgers, which we ordered for the second week in a row.  Burgers come with chips, but for an up-charge, you can get fries instead.  Having the chance to really appreciate it this time, I can say the burgers are delicious.  We also ordered their fresh, made-to-order onion rings as an appetizer and they were the best I’ve tasted in a long time.

From the ‘weird but true’ file, yesterday at work, I opened a new bottle of hand sanitizer from Bath & Body Works.  The scent is something beachy, but it smells just like a rum bucket, so guess what I was craving all day?  In the bar area of Brass Ring, my craving was fulfilled.

Sitting in the bar booth across from my love, I sipped on my rum bucket and, above the din of the crowd, I heard a song I haven’t heard in years.  (You were waiting for me to get to the music, weren’t you?)  Jim Croce is best known for classics like Time in a Bottle and Bad, Bad Leroy Brown, but his playlist runs much deeper than that.  Tragically killed in a plane crash in 1973 at the age of 30, he left a legacy of terrific songs, some heartfelt and romantic, others playful and cheeky.

It’s the playful and cheeky I’m featuring tonight.  Last night at Brass Ring, they played his irreverent Working at the Car Wash Blues.  It’s the autobiography of a man who can’t quite understand why he can’t seem to land the position he feels he deserves.

And THAT song reminded of this song, Roller Derby Queen, one of my favorites.  It’s a reminder that, when it comes to love, there’s someone for everyone.

Talk about a blast from the past!  I hope you’re enjoying this first weekend of October doing what you love, with those you love.  Warm fall greetings from the R. house.

Happy Saturday night!

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