Ravings and Rantings

Welcome to my cloud! It's got a nice silver lining somewhere.....Some ranting, some raving--mostly positive stuff,lots of jokes (I can't stay serious). Nothing going on here that a pina colada or mohito can't fix.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Scenes From An Italian Restaurant

Someone's blog that I read (sorry can't remember whose, I read a lot today, world) reminded me of this Billy Joel song/lp/cd, world. It's a good one IMHO (in my humble opinion) anyway.

Hope your Sunday and weekend were as relaxing/great as mine was? Spent a fair bit of it in unplanned naps, the rest in frenzied activity catching up/making up for naps. Woke up last night and couldn't remember what day it was (9:30-10:00 p.m. Saturday night at the time)!

It is scorching hot here (translation: upper 80s farenheight and muggy but who cares it's sunny) in Ottawa. Mowed the front weeds (neighbor's too), shopped for things I forgot in yesterday's grocery shopping (took Mom shopping Saturday, then both of us got hair done). Does it ever end? STILL forgot some things.

Discovered a few bumblebees in basement. Thankfully not alive (guess they were bored to death) but how the heck they got into the basement in the first place is driving me nuts. Have a very strong lifelong bee phobia, and of all people's basements for bees to get into it WOULD be MINE!! Now have to go outside and figure out how the $%^&&** things are getting in. Lovely. First ants, now these guys, what's next? Never mind, don't want to know. Let's have a surprise. Sigh.

All domestic chores except laundry are done and that is being taken care of. Well, some mending too. Boy do I respect single moms. Do not understand how they do it or cope with/stand it and stay sane.

Next door neighbor (the bossy one) said yesterday that there is a baby bunny living in my backyard who/which is eating her lettuce. I have a bottle of granular Critter Ridder that repels groundhogs and supposedly will also get rid of rabbits. It offends their tender noses and doesn't hurt them. I gave her a full bottle of it. Do think it's kind of funny though. This woman drives me insane with her complaints/demands/expensive ideas, which are constant. Had to install a gate to keep her out of my yard, despite my polite requests for her to leave me in peace. That's probably why the bunny is living in my yard--I leave it alone. We had a mouse problem years ago because of a misused/poorly installed composter that Guess Who had. No not me. Oh well, live and learn. But it's still mildly amusing. Hope bunny survives and leaves. She also complains that I am alone too much, checks out all my visitors, etc.

Noticed that someone ELSE I worked with died. On one project, I'm the only person left who is not retired or passed away (this was done in the mid 1980's and is kind of famous). Am 53, not 83! Sheesh. And as projects go, this one was not all that high stress. Compared to what came after it.

Here we go with the lyrics--after the post instead of in front for a change. Have a great evening, folks...hugs, Bridg

lyrics courtesy of:

Scenes from an Italian Restaurant

by Billy Joel(from the album 'The Stranger')

A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
It all depends on your appetite
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian Restaurant.

Things are okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost weight
I did not know
You could ever look so good after
So much time.

I remember those days hanging out
At the village green
Engineer boots, leather jackets
And tight blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the
Song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights

Brenda and Eddie were the
Popular steadies And the king and the queen
Of the prom
Riding around with the car top
Down and the radio on
Nobody looked any finer
Or was more of a hit at the
Parkway Diner
We never knew we could want more
Than that out of life
Surely Brenda and Eddie would
Always know how to survive.

Brenda and Eddy were still going
Steady in the summer of '75
when they decided the marriage would
Be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
"Brenda you know you're much too lazy
Eddie could never afford to live that
Kind of life." But there we were wavin'
Brenda and Eddie goodbye.

They got an apartment with deep
Pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears
A big waterbed that they bought
With the bread
They had saved for a couple
Of years
They started to fight when the
Money got tight
And they just didn't count on
The tears.
They lived for a while in a
Very nice style
But it's always the same in the end
They got a divorce as a matter
Of course
And they parted the closest
Of friends
Then the king and the queen went
Back to the green
But you can never go back
There again.

Brenda and Eddie had had it
Already by the summer of '75
From the high to the low to
The end of the show
For the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back to
The greasers
The best they could do was
Pick up the pieces
We always knew they would both
Find a way to get by
That's all I heard about
Brenda and Eddie
Can't tell you more than I
Told you already
And here we are wavin' Brenda
And Eddie goodbye.

A bottle of red, a bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant.

Jonathan Harel's Lyrics Collection at www.lyricalcontent.com


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