Just Glad

And quite giddy too.
It's Friday.
Work week is done
I only worked 3 days of it--
Nice.
Look it's Friday-
Not a whole much more need be said...
ENJOY!

Friday...YES!

Hey, it is finally Friday, so
Say what you will--
Say what you want--
Whatever words are on your mind-
Regardless what comes from your mouth-
You are NOT about to Rain on My Parade!
It's Friday. The Weekend. No more need to be said...ENJOY!

Friday is All Right

Let's just cut on to the chase.
It's Friday.
Through any mess, any anything
It's All Right Now.
Cue up some Free.
Let's just get on with it.
Happy Friday.

.....and so it's Friday!

Long, long ago in a decade far away--where my spandex skirt, four-inch heels and jheri curl where the norm (remember that gunky moisturizer/activator?)I counted the minutes and seconds to Friday. When my chums and I headed to the Joker on E. 14 in Des Moines, Iowa. Of course, we'd all ready been there for Thirsty Thursday the night before....however, that is another post. This night, Friday, was more the pre-lim for Saturday, while Thursday has just a reminder we hadn't forgetton to drink beer since the last weekend.

Yep. Fridays in Des Moines, Iowa. Where to get inside The J0ker was two bucks. Where the hum drum of the work week was quickly and solidly forgotten. Where I had the biggest crush for this skinniest guy because he could shake his groove thing so right to, Don't Stop Til You Get Enough, by Michael Jackson, when he really was a genius.

Fridays. Yep. Kinda miss all that partying I use to do. I'd have to take out hazard insurance if I wore four inch heels now. That would be twisted ankle and fall flat on my face. 911 would be on speed dial.

Hmm.

But ya know....if somebody threw a disco night, a GOOD disco night, for folks that really lived it...make sure I get my e-vite...Thank God It's Friday!