There's a bathroom on the right....

 

 

Must make a confession:

 

I know the first lines of a thousand songs, maybe. 

Singing that first line, over and over,

Grows old fast.

Music from the 70s

Comes on, and I smile.

I know the first line,

will hum the rest.

Years and years ago,

Hearing “Bad Moon Rising” (Creedence Clearwater),

I never understood the chorus.

WHAT? you ask.

What I heard was

“Take the bathroom on the right…”

Which didn’t make any sense to me then.

Now, I would really appreciate knowing that.

 

Flash forward to March 2017, Laughlin, Nevada....

I bought tickets to hear the CCR performance, 

and it was awesome. 

 

Don Henley and Joan Jett were there,

and we impressed, except Joan couldn't

go onstage, sick. 

 

Don Henley AWESOME.  Oh my! 

 

The song I most wanted to hear 

was "Bad Moon Rising".

And there it was or wasn't,

I thought it wouldn't be... 

 

It appeared just as we were gathering up our blanket. 

John Fogerty did not disappoint.  

 

Oh, how I love CCR. 

the Letter L

The Letter L
Let's see...lavender, lycanthrope, lop-sided...

L,L,L,L,....just saying the letter L multiple times tickles the roof of the mouth.

The Letter L is for:

Lilian and President Lincoln

Miss Lilian was quite the charming lady.  She had an easy giggle, knew no strangers, and was curious about everyone and everything.

William Peck, originally from Illinois

This day was a special one.  Miss Lilian was attending a country fair near the Union encampment with her papa.

 Miss Lilian did not see the man only steps away until she bumped into him.

  Miss Lilian gazed up at this tall stranger, who tipped his stove top hat and smiled down on her, saying, 

Daddy, Miss Lilian, and President Lincoln

"Pardon me, young Miss.  I pray you are not injured..."

But Miss Lilian could not utter a word: President Lincoln stood before her.  

  She curtsied with eyes downcast while President Lincoln took her hand. 

"Why, no.  Mr. President!  I am quite well...My name is Lilian,..."

"Well,then, Miss Lilian."  He handed her a card, "This is a personal invitation to call upon  the White House at your leisure..."



Too soon President Lincoln moved on, leaving a blushing Miss Lilian in awed silence.  For Miss Lilian, this was quite unusual.

Lilian taking a rest between Daddy and Grandpa

My granddaughter, Miss Lilian, carried the "ticket" around, clutching it tightly.  She showed it to every costumed participant.  "President Lincoln gave this to me," she explained seriously.

  Each person smiled at the serious 2 1/2 year old Lilian, who possessed an unusual command of vocabulary and sentence structure then, as well as now.

Lilian knew all about curtsying as her mommy had taken her to Renaissance Fairs several times. 

This actor, William Peck, is a distant cousin  on my father's side.