Mah mah mah mah, mah boogie sho-oes. Gonna boogie wit' you. And who DOESN'T like KC and the Sunshine Band? Had a nice drive home from Southern New Mexico (aka North Scottsdale) last night with the Electric Slide (full-on sideways head bobbing required -- apologies to drivers behind me on the 51), Love Machine (serious vocal work going on there) and then the Boogie Shoes, rounded off by More Than a Woman from my BG boys. A fine night of vintage radio work from KOOL FM. Had a great dinner (except for the mostly-alive veal) with Dave Barry, who does NOT look 62, but is just as funny in person as in the paper. Pretty much a stand up gig with food and wine. And I got to hear Scott Turrow speak in the morning. Almost worth driving to another planet for this stuff. Thanks to Mark, who scored us free tickets to these events at the Princess. So when am I going to get my holiday stuff done? Still have to do the letters and write the poem/song (I promised "sayonara cellulite" and I meant it) and get photo cards done, put up trees and decorations, etc. Wow, I'd better get started. I'm just a Love Machine, but I don't work for nobody but you....ooh-ooh Babay.
Hey I'm only 115.6 this morning!! As usual, I do better when I go out and have a good time. Am I burning calories talking and laughing with my friends? What is UP with that? I must just be designed that way. Lucky me. Best not to question. And not to write right now. As Scott Turrow said only yesterday, "I have to write from a place of inspiration." And I'm just not feelin' it right now. A little down with all the stuff I need to get done swimming around in my head. So I'm going to the grocery store to buy green smoothie supplies (I can't even make breakfast with the random crap left in my cupboards -- I think I have a tiny can of mild green chiles, a can of corn, and a giant pan of old stuffing), then I'm gonna blend, and make soup ('cuz it's a chilly 44 this morning), then I must compose the X-mas stuff and work on gifts.... Well you get the idea. Right after I walk the dog -- he's looking very sad and won't let me forget that he didn't get a walk last night. And if there's time, there will be tree decoratin' by the fire. (Hmmmm. Where's the workout in there?) Oh the weather outside is frightful....
Update: Well crap. Not 20 minutes ago I was 115.6. Now I'm 117.8! There MUST be something wrong with my scale -- I didn't gain 2.2 pounds from the little cream of wheat and green tea I had. RRRRRRRRRR. This is NOT fair.
Not to worry - after potluck, I'm sure you'll be down at least three pounds! We're bringing pasta - I'm sure that'll do the trick!
ReplyDeleteThanks, again, for the invite. The drive home itself would've been worth the price of admission. We do, however, have the lovely little four-foot, garage-sale-special tree up and lighted. Only broke seven ornaments in the process. It was a magical evening.