Singin’ in the Lane

My back is still not happy with me, but I had to run an errand in Tallahassee. My reward for surviving the trip was a coffee Frappuccino with almond milk at Starbucks.

As I waited for the barista to take my order I sang along with the radio,

“Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again”

The performance must’ve been really good because I received a standing ovation at the window. Well, the barista was already standing, but she was applauding, as well. That counts for something, right?

Peace, people!

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

13 thoughts on “Singin’ in the Lane”

  1. Leslie… when I think of a ‘GIG’ you once did at a karaoke night I believe you have come a long way xxx Now Ps….. there is one.. I am doing this line dance number and song soon in the rerun of the Mr’s play with a Yeeha a cowboy hat and all. The song was always there, just not like this. What can I say re the fact I not only stepped in to do it this run, I redirected it too except I was inspired… by your good self.

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