Okay here goes, my new favorite song is below. It makes me think of RedDog when we were dating and went to the bars. He still can be a party all by himself sometimes and I love that about him.


One in Every Crowd, by Montgomery Gentry


Golden Tee, shuffleboard,Pinball, he’s got the score
That everybody around here’s tryin to beat,
He’s a six pack up when he walks in,
Tells the band crank it up to 10,
Then he’s up dancin on his seat,
Well he’s a big mouth, yellin’ hey play some free bird,
Says give me three steps and nobody gets hurt,
Then he takes off his shirt
There’s one in every crowd,
Brings the party in us out,
Good time charley with a harley,Whiskey bent and hellbound,
He’s got the next round,
But he always drinks for free,
There’s one in every crowd,
And it’s usually me,
Hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll,
There’s one in every crowd
Got a fliptop box of marlboros,
He’ll bum a light and steal your girl,
Then laugh at you for gettin’ all upset,
Well everybody here knows his name,
Makes everybody else look sane,
When he’s out, as far as you can get,
In his mind he’s a rock star,
Crankin’ out that air guitar,
Til the bartender says fool, get off my bar
There’s one in every crowd,
That brings the party in us out,
Good time charley with a harley,
Whiskey bent and hellbound,
He’s got the next round,
But he always drinks for free,
There’s one in every crowd,
And it’s usually me,
Hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll,
There’s one in every crowd
He’s a hard drinkin man’s man,
And women love him when they can,
He’s a bartender’s best friend,
It ain’t a party till he walks in
There’s one in every crowd,
That brings the party in us out,
Good time charley with a harley,
Whiskey bent and hellbound,
He’s got the next round,
But he always drinks for free,
There’s one in every crowd,
And it’s usually me,
hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll
,There’s one in every crowd
It’s usually me,
Hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll,
There’s one in every crowd, that’s right

Don't lose your momentum, Mom

Yesterday morning, I called Kathy for a pep talk on getting my yard work done. I notice the older I get the less I like to do the mowing and weeding. She worked her magic and I was gung ho to mow. After I mowed the circle I came in and called her back to brag about my accomplishment. The brat had the audacity to say good mom dont lose your momentum. The nerve! I pondered this idea for a minute and decided she was right. I got on the tractor and mowed the pasture behind the barn, but that wasnt enough I mowed the front yard also, quietly chanting my new catch phrase I mowed the garden also. When I stopped, my butt was numb and I was out of cigs, but my feeling of accomplishment was justified I felt. So the rest of the afternoon I continued to chant, don't lose your momentum and I had a very productive day. This morning I got to thinking how this idea pertained to all sorts of things, like when you wash the dishes, but dont clean off the counter, or you shower and dress up and put on yucky shoes. I dont really have a point, just a thank you to Kathy for reminding me what I can do.