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  I always look forward to Friday night.  I've worked hard all week....I like waking early and getting to work when it's quiet.  I get more accomplished between 6:15am and 7:25 (when everyone else starts arriving) than I do throughout the rest of the day.  I love my job though.  No two days are alike...time flies...I've never had to watch the clock and wait for the minutes to pass....the kids keep me hopping, laughing and wondering....and when I receive my paycheck I damned well know that I've earned it.  Life is good.   I'm not into running out to bars on a Friday night.  I've found that most people in bars are looking for what I'm not and what I don't have.  I truly wish them luck.  I'm happy with who and how I am and I wish the same for everyone. 

So here I am....I had dinner with my youngest son at the neighborhood pub (oh I do love how we have pubs now in America....not that I've ever been to a real English pub...which is impossible because I've never been to England...but I have a goal to visit the UK at some point in my life).  My son laughed at me when I asked the waiter if it was happy hour...inquired of what exactly that involves...which drinks that includes.  Justin finally asked 'are you going to have him set up shots mom?'...knowing that I rarely ever drink.  Yep...you guessed it.  I ordered hot tea.  The waiter was a handsome young man with a very freshly started handlebar mustache.  Nice.  My great-grandfather had a dandy handlebar...such a great guy he was to have made such an impression on me.  I think he passed when I was about 8, but I remember so many wonderful things about him...and great-grandma, too.  I cherish their 'Dutch' in me.  My mom has kept that lineage precious to me and my siblings.  I think I just especially enjoyed it when my great-grandparents called us lads and lasses.  I was a romantic even then.

I'm enjoying listening to tunes humming from my computer.  I'm notorious for picking through the selections and listening to the same songs repeatedly.  John Cougar Mellencamp (yes...back when he still had a middle name) is belting out 'Hurt So Good' and even at my goofball age.....it still makes me jump up and dance around....singing and clapping.  'Tis a good thing.....life is good.   I'm thinking a bit of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young are in order next...perhaps 'Southern Cross'...you think?  Gosh, I remember going to Polaris Ampitheater to see Crosby, Stills and Nash.  It hurts me to even type that.....no Neil Young?......that's like trying to preach from Matthew, Luke and John.....or Paul John and George?  You get the idea.     Oh, wait.  I got sidetracked....how about some Lenny Kravitz instead....Are You Gonna Go My Way....yeah....I like that.  Back to CSN.....I went to see them just about 10 years ago I guess....long after they were in their prime, but they still had that amazing harmony and softness to their voices.....even without Neil Young's brash, ballsy presence.   My sister gave me a couple of old Life magazines last summer....I enjoyed reading through them and I spotted a nice article about Judy Collins.  I noticed a photo of her with a guy in the front of the photo...side shot ...profiled...with a hint of familiarity.  I read the caption of the photo and it said something like 'Judy Collins with a member of a band that will be showcased.....singer and guitarist Steve Stills.'   It made me laugh....when in my life had I ever heard him referred to STEVE??  I felt a bit smug to be honest with you.....thinking...ha.....that's Stephen you do-do....not Steve.   Yep...it takes very little to keep me happy.  Life is good.