Song of the day: Waitin' for My Ya Ya- Lee Dorsey

"Oh, well, I'm, UH!, sittin' here,la la
Waitin' for my ya ya, ah-um, ah-um"- Lee Dorsey***

There are two words in the English language that can incite terror within me. When spoken as separate words, each of them give me a warm feeling inside. However, when joined together, (especially when followed by a question mark) and said aloud in my general direction? ..Whew!, well, it can be quite a different story!

Upon hearing these words together, my blood begins to run cold...causing me instantly to become nauseous and light-headed. Heard 'em for the first time in a long time a few days ago. Heard 'em again this morning. I'll have to address this issue later...But anyhoo...

Last night at work, I finished listening to my book on tape; "Ya-Yas In Bloom". Good book. Very good book. There was a portion of the reading that had me laughing uncontrollably...took me by surprise actually. One of the main characters (who happens to be Catholic) had accidentally backed her turquoise colored Ford Thunderbird automobile into a replicated statue of the Baby Jesus of Prague, located in front of her child's school. She looked around; and seeing that there were no witnesses...proceeded to gun her engine and take off. Later she confesses this (over a shot of bourbon) to a close friend. The friend makes the sign of the cross over her, and then pronounces her absolved of the crime. Now this is the part that had me laughing...: After establishing that it was indeed an accident, she also confessed to her friend that she "never liked that statue of the baby Jesus anyway...Him sitting there on top of the globe, with 'that look' on His face, tiara on His head, with His right finger pointed up into the air...acting like He was 'all hot' and didn't need a mother anyway..." After reading this, I nearly lost it!

"A sittin' here la la, waitin' for my ya ya, ah-um, ah-um..."

This got me curious. I chuckled to myself all night long. This is something that my sister and I could have easily said. When I got home later that evening, I 'googled' on an image of "The Jesus of Prague"...and there He stood...the 'look', tiara, finger...all in place...just the way she had said. This was not the 'Baby Jesus' I had expected...the one I had in mind... the one who is usually laid out in a manger surrounded by His Mom, StepDad, lambs, cows and Wise Men. And so I begin to laugh again...a good soul cleansing laugh...and it felt sooo good...You know the the kind...the type of laugh that is usually reserved for close friends and family members...only! It had been a long time. And so I give a huge: "Merci, Cher!", to Rebecca Wells...but most of all, "Thank you Baby Jesus"...of Prague

Laissez Les Bon Temps Roulez!

Oh, and by the way...As I have mentioned in some of my earlier postings, there is very little in life that I fear these days. However, there are still two words that have the ability to conjour up complete and utter dread from deep within my soul. They are:

FAMILY REUNION!

This particular reunion involves my husband's side of the family...and is scheduled to be held the end of this month.

"It may sound funny but I don't believe she's comin', ah-um, ah-um"


***I really loved this song when I was a little girl!