sneaky snake

okay, you will all think I am nuts.

But, I had a favorite song when I was in oh, about 3rd grade. Sneaky Snake.

Let me sing you a song:

Boys and girls take warnin'
If you go near the lake,
Keep your eyes wide open,
and look for Sneaky Snake.
Now maybe you won't see him,
Maybe you won't hear
But he'll sneak up behind you
And drink all of your Root Beer.

And then Sneaky Snake goes dancin'
a wigglin' and a hissin'
Sneaky Snake goes dancin'
a gigglin' and a kissin'

Now I don' like ole Sneaky Snake,
He laughs to much you see,
When he goes wigglin through the grass,
It tickles his underneath.

Et. Al.

BEST SONG EVER.

too bad sister broke my original 45.
I complained to the management, who promised to buy me a new one. (Like my mom ever knew where it came from!)
Never happened.

Until I met my future husband.
It is truly how I knew we were meant for each other.

He bought me a Sneaky Snake CD.

And, this weekend, we actually found Sneaky Snake on vinyl.

Ah, those are good times.

guilty

In spite of myself, or rather, TO spite myself....I am finding that not only am I watching the latest round of American Idol....I am enjoying it.

I don't know why....but it is interesting. The people who can sing are REALLY good, and the ones who can't are interesting psychological experiments. Fascinating.

Like a train wreck. You can't turn away.

Chalk up another victim, oh reality tv gods.

steamed

Husband is growling around the house saying things like "frikin fracken frig" and "stupid garbage trash argh".

Husband purchased wrong RCA-type cable to hook up turntable.

Husband grunted and groaned and enlisted the Bean to help move large TV armoire so could hook up said turntable.

Husband frustrated.

Wife laughs.