For J.

Question

Please answer A or B.

A: I think I drink too much.

B: I drink, I think too much.

Heck, if I ain't on a country kick!

Something for the weekend.
The lovely Nanci.

Sonny

I was browsing in a shop at the weekend and this came on the sound system.
I used to sing it many moons ago.
I was a different person then.
It brought back many memories.
Some of which were buried and forgotten.
But I am a stronger person today and those memories are just that.
Memories.
The song is beautiful, as are the artists. Enjoy.

Up on the roof it's my man James.

Von Maps

Everybody in the house is gigging this weekend.
Except Herself!
She has to make do with being Mammy-Cab.
Map has a couple of wedding parties to entertain.
Eldest teenager is performing with her choir and a brass band for a local concert.
Middle child and Youngest are both performing in their stage-school's annual show.
Middle child has her first big solo singing part and the nerves are starting to show.
The Youngest just takes it all in her stride.
As does Mammy!
Most of the shows are in the concert hall, which is about 10km from home.
And what with the actual shows AND rehearsals poor ol' Mammy-Cab is clockin' up the kilometers!
But she wouldn't have it any other way.
In a world full of shit, we are very lucky to have such good, happy kids.


Now, everybody, after me,

Do-Re-Mi....

I like doin' it but it DOES smell fishy!

I've been mulling it over for a while now.
It's been rattlin' 'round in my noggin.
Will I? Won't I?
I've done it before.
Quite a few times actually.
But still no more than maybe a dozen times in the year.
The first time was strange. But exciting too.
It got better with each attempt.
I can't do it if anybody else is about tho'.
I get a bit self-concious if any body is watching.
Have to have complete concentration.
I spoke to Herself about it tonight.
(She was a bit wary the first time, but she came around.)
And as for the kids.
The youngest is fine with it.
But the teenagers! They can be difficult at that age.
But I've made up my mind.
It's time again.

Tomorrow..

It's CHOWDER for dinner!

update:

NO leftovers! My girls know what's good fer 'em.