Do you enjoy this time of year? You know, these days when old "Mister Sun" is early to bed; late to rise 'n shine.
Winter's always been my favorite season -- even now, sporting "olden" eyes which have difficulty adjusting to o-dark-thirty's road conditions. (Good thing, I keep to the back roads!)
No doubt, lots of the charm is feeling invisible. You see, I adore early mornings; I love to sing along with the radio.... loudly, off-key -- but happily!
Then, totally EMBARRASSED at being caught jiving by another motorist. (Hey, who hasn't been there, done that?!)
Yes, I probably care waaaay too much what other people think. It's a struggle. A ventriloquist, I'm NOT.
So, the other day, Danny Davis announced the 46th anniversary (gulp!) of a hit record. I don't know. Some recording by a covey of mop-headed British lads; Can't recall the name ...LOL!
Come those unmistakable first notes -- I'm so, a goner:
"I wanna hold your haaaaaand, I wanna hold your hand!"
I don't think anyone spotted me? Perhaps a satellite, somewhere up there. Oh well, I figure even "Big Brother" needs a chuckle now and then.