Clearly, I’ve been a bit AWOL– swept up in a few real-life issues and neglecting my poor little blog.
I’ve been singing all day about buying a Corolla. I have no actual intention of doing so. And, no, it’s not a jingle.
In the words of Adrian Monk, here’s what happened:
A couple of weeks ago, my family met at a restaurant to celebrate my mother’s birthday. A Mexicanesque place called “Uncle Julio’s”
Which led to a discussion between my mother’s first cousin and my own first cousin. My mother’s cousin had “Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard” stuck in her head, due to the restaurant name. My cousin, being a young thing, had never heard of the song.
Turns out, neither had my husband.
The conversation went on long enough that on our way home, my husband demanded I sing the song for him. He loves it. And ever since, he’s been asking me to sing it, he’s been humming it often, trying to sing it himself.
Here’s the problem with that… he doesn’t remember the words.
Unstymied, he makes up his own as he goes along.
Which is why, as the song lodges itself in my noggin, instead of
“Goodbye to Ro-o-o-o-osie-e-e, the Queen of Corona,”
I’m finding myself singing,
“Going to buy me-e-e-e-e-e, a brand-new Corolla.”
I love my goofy husband.