Aussie Confessional-Thursday, September 28, 2006-11:15AM
Ten Things Plus 1 You never knew about Aussie
- The only pet I had as a kid was a frog.
- I’m a country music junkie, Napster can verify that. (current favorite, That’s What I love About Sunday by Craig Morgan). I remember when Sewyer Brown was on Star Search.
- My childhood favorite song was The Rose by Bet Middler
- I once gave up free tickets to see Fiddler on the Roof to stay home and visit with a close friend.
- I just started eating chocolate 2 years ago; up until then I couldn’t stand it.
- I think bald men are sexy; Jon Luc Picard made bald men sexy.
- I like the nerd guy on Criminal Minds; the girl fed agent is just irritating.
- I write backhand on most occasions
- I bake horrible cookies that might as well serve as IED’s. If tossed at a head they could be considered a weapon of massive destruction. Just nasty and hard!
- I’m ambidextrous
- Although I have no sense of time or direction I’m drawn to antique clocks and compasses.
That’s What I Love About Sunday
Artist/Band: Morgan Craig
Lyrics for Song: That’s What I Love About Sunday
Lyrics for Album: My Kind of Livin
Raymond’s in his Sunday best,
He’s usually up to his chest in oil an’ grease.
There’s the Martin’s walkin’ in,
With that mean little freckle-faced kid,
Who broke a window last week.
Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key in the pew behind me.
That’s what I love about Sunday:
Sing along as the choir sways;
Every verse of Amazin’ Grace,
An’ then we shake the Preacher’s hand.
Go home, into your blue jeans;
Have some chicken an’ some baked beans.
Pick a back yard football team,
Nothin’ much of anything:
That’s what I love about Sunday.
I stroll to the end of the drive,
Pick up the Sunday Times, grab my coffee cup.
It looks like Sally an’ Ron, finally tied the knot,
Well, it’s about time.
It’s 35 cents off a ground round,
Baby. cut that coupon out!
That’s what I love about Sunday:
Cat-napping on the porch swing;
You curled up next to me,
The smell of jasmine wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road,
Tackle box and a cane pole;
Carve our names in that white oak,
An’ steal a kiss as the sun fades,
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.
Ooh, new believers gettin’ baptized,
Momma’s hands raised up high,
Havin’ a Hallelujah good time
A smile on everybody’s face.
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.
Austin
Hmmm, maybe you’re drawn to antique clocks and compasses because you don’t have a sense of time or direction.
I like some country music myself. First hubby was from the south, so I got into a lot of it. It stirs something deep within to hear those southern twangs set to music. (I don’t consider a lot of what is classified as “country music” these days to be the real thing. Maybe that’s cause when I lived in the south with hubby, I heard lots of down home bluegrass.)
We think a lot of women would agree with you in Jean Luc Picard’s effect on women and the bald men are sexy movement!! As far as music we love it all(most all), right now we took Johnny Mathis out of the Cd player and put Queens Greatest Hits in! Next might be Sinatra or Patsy Cline, who knows?
Take care and have a wonderful weekend
Keepers