Saturday Night Coupons!!
Hello kids!
It's time for another bedtime story, so here goes:
On Saturday nights my husband and I often find ourselves trying to "recapture the magic" as both the kids are usually out with their friends or working at their little part-time jobs. It is a wonderful time to be able to get through a full sentence in our conversations with each other without being interrupted. As Mr. Conehead once said, "Peace and contentment have been achieved"!
My husband is known among his siblings as the "Coupon King"! He is very proud of that title! We buy an Entertainment Coupon book every year which is his yearlong "fun pass"! The coupon book gives us an opportunity to visit restaurants that we had never heard of otherwise. And "variety is the spice of life"!
Last night we visited the "Stagecoach Restaurant"! When we walked through the door I told my husband, "I think we've walked in on a show"! We actually became part of the show, well kind of! There was a band playing within arm's reach of us. The lead singer was an older, country-type gal. Her voice which was probably affected by a menopausal deprivation of estrogen or too many cigarettes in her past allowed her now to sing George Jones songs with ease! Our waitress greeted us as we stood beside the genuine western saddle on it's display tree with a full-length cardboard cut-out of John Wayne smiling and wearing a borrowed bandana around his cowboy hat standing closeby the counter where you pay your bill!
The waitress asked us if we wanted "smoking" or "non-smoking" which was funny considering people were walking and sitting all around the place with cigarettes in their hands!
We ordered our meals. My husband got the Mexican chicken dish while I ordered the salmon steak that was on special. While we waited for our meals to come we sipped on Pepsi and listened to the band singing a variety of tunes including, several George Jones numbers, "I Saw The Light" which I joined in on, a somewhat slower version of "Wipe Out" for someone's birthday request (as the older gents playing the guitars struggled somewhat with the rhythm), and "Red Neck Girls Like Me". The lead singer explained (in ways that let us know she was a good Christian gal) that she didn't like the words in the original song, so instead of singing "Hell Yes" she would sing, "Yes, yes" (and everyone who joined in followed suit)! One lady in the band strummed alongside on an instrument that looked like a string attached to a stick and in a bucket. Some of the singers who went up to join in also served as waitresses. They either wore the red Stagecoach shirt (for sale in the case) or bib overalls and a variety of other clothing.
My husband laughed wondering if we would have to get up on stage and sing first before we left the place. I wouldn't have minded singing with the band as all the folks there were nice to us, the meal was good, and I enjoy singing songs if I already know the words to them. I think if we would have been asked if we were Christian children, though, and we would have given the wrong answers, we may not have made it out of there alive!
Later on (when we got home) after a couple Tums and a few trips to the restroom my digestive system was back to normal. My mom always told me always to be careful buying fish at a restaurant because there was no way of knowing how long they had had it before they served it to me. My husband said that was why it was on "Special"!
Good Night, Mom! You were right! At the same time, you and Aunt Bea would love this place!
It's time for another bedtime story, so here goes:
On Saturday nights my husband and I often find ourselves trying to "recapture the magic" as both the kids are usually out with their friends or working at their little part-time jobs. It is a wonderful time to be able to get through a full sentence in our conversations with each other without being interrupted. As Mr. Conehead once said, "Peace and contentment have been achieved"!
My husband is known among his siblings as the "Coupon King"! He is very proud of that title! We buy an Entertainment Coupon book every year which is his yearlong "fun pass"! The coupon book gives us an opportunity to visit restaurants that we had never heard of otherwise. And "variety is the spice of life"!
Last night we visited the "Stagecoach Restaurant"! When we walked through the door I told my husband, "I think we've walked in on a show"! We actually became part of the show, well kind of! There was a band playing within arm's reach of us. The lead singer was an older, country-type gal. Her voice which was probably affected by a menopausal deprivation of estrogen or too many cigarettes in her past allowed her now to sing George Jones songs with ease! Our waitress greeted us as we stood beside the genuine western saddle on it's display tree with a full-length cardboard cut-out of John Wayne smiling and wearing a borrowed bandana around his cowboy hat standing closeby the counter where you pay your bill!
The waitress asked us if we wanted "smoking" or "non-smoking" which was funny considering people were walking and sitting all around the place with cigarettes in their hands!
We ordered our meals. My husband got the Mexican chicken dish while I ordered the salmon steak that was on special. While we waited for our meals to come we sipped on Pepsi and listened to the band singing a variety of tunes including, several George Jones numbers, "I Saw The Light" which I joined in on, a somewhat slower version of "Wipe Out" for someone's birthday request (as the older gents playing the guitars struggled somewhat with the rhythm), and "Red Neck Girls Like Me". The lead singer explained (in ways that let us know she was a good Christian gal) that she didn't like the words in the original song, so instead of singing "Hell Yes" she would sing, "Yes, yes" (and everyone who joined in followed suit)! One lady in the band strummed alongside on an instrument that looked like a string attached to a stick and in a bucket. Some of the singers who went up to join in also served as waitresses. They either wore the red Stagecoach shirt (for sale in the case) or bib overalls and a variety of other clothing.
My husband laughed wondering if we would have to get up on stage and sing first before we left the place. I wouldn't have minded singing with the band as all the folks there were nice to us, the meal was good, and I enjoy singing songs if I already know the words to them. I think if we would have been asked if we were Christian children, though, and we would have given the wrong answers, we may not have made it out of there alive!
Later on (when we got home) after a couple Tums and a few trips to the restroom my digestive system was back to normal. My mom always told me always to be careful buying fish at a restaurant because there was no way of knowing how long they had had it before they served it to me. My husband said that was why it was on "Special"!
Good Night, Mom! You were right! At the same time, you and Aunt Bea would love this place!
posted by The Celtic Contessa at
9:27 AM
1 Comments:
Good job again, Cindy. Your notification page is perfect. A small intro followed by a link which is easy to access. I see that you already have 75 profile views. Keep it up.!
Jim
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