I must admit I am so hooked on Jamie Oliver’s “Food Revolution”.
I haven’t cooked in years once the kids moved out and I was alone. It was just too much bother to dirty up the kitchen when it was so easy to pick up a sub or greasy cheeseburger on my way home from work, serving myself on a paper plate. Plus most of my adult life was surrounded by fast foods and ‘junk’ snacks. I really did not see myself changing things at this stage of the game……………………
Well, he actually has me thinking about cooking. Yes, I pulled out the pots and pans and dusted off my dishes…………………I am off to Borders with my handy, dandy little coupon in hand to pick up one of his cookbooks!!
Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks????
I went to an 80’s dance last night. It was with a group from work, that insisted I go. Something about me being stuck in the house for too long. Whatever…………….
First off, I want to point out I think I was one of the oldest people there. I felt like a chaperon at my daughters middle school dance. Many of the kids were dressed up and decked out with their big hair, torn sweatshirt draped precisely off the shoulder and skin tight black leather pants. (Sigh…..I remember wearing those).
After listeneing to the music and watching them dance (yes, I did get up there and show them some moves), I came to the earth-shattering conclusion that I really don’t like 80’s music. It is headbanging, loud, screechy, with not a slow romantic song in the bunch.
Ok, I am sure all of you 30ish and 40ish year old readers are about ready to lynch me, I know……………but I gotta tell you 70’s is where it was at. Our lyrics had meaning (except that Jeremiah bullfrog thing), slow songs and slow dancing were so very sexy (we wrapped ourselves around our partners to the point sometimes we needed to be hosed down), and disco turned even the mildest mannered individual into a sex appeal oozing John Travolta!
So, last night after trying to figure out how to dance to “She Blinded Me With Science”, “Red, Red Wine” and “Walk Like An Egyptian”, and searching for the deep social messages in “We’re Not Gonna Take It” and “Janie’s Got A Gun”, I decided to take a trip back in time and find some 70’s tunes, just to show you all out there what I am taking about.
Of course, I will always have a soft spot in my heart for Toni Basil’s 1982 hit “Hey Mickey”.
I have lived my life thinking life should be a Bon Jovi song. Very sweet, loving and happily ever after.
Imagine my surprise to find out it really is a Grand Slam Heavy Metal Jam! Hard, heavy and head banging.
Now, how did I make this monumental discovery, you may wonder?
well…………………
I had a class reunion this summer. (Yes, it was a very high number!!!) I was really looking forward to it, as I had not been to one in many, many years. I had a great time, renewed some acquaintances and turned a few heads! Of course I had on a pair of my favorite drop dead stiletto’s and sexy top! Life was good. Very, very good that night.
As I arrived home, I was horrified to discover my house had been broken into and I had been robbed! They took all my gold jewelry, cash, passport and driver license. (I can only hope my name doesn’t become the next terrorist!)
Yep, Heavy Metal…………………..
I think Guns ‘n Roses are right…………”Welcome To The Jungle”.
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