Okay, so you want a new song????

Since I've haunted you with "Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes. . ." the last couple of days, it's time for a new song.

How about "Dancing in the Moonlight?"

All day long, I've been trying to remember which song I wanted to embed in your brains with a clever blog post. I couldn't remember, but I knew that it was being featured in a new commercial. I was just talking to Mark about it (three minutes ago) and as he turned on the TV, I could hear the familiar strains of the Rhodes keyboard playing this great, great song.

Here's what Wikipedia tells us about the song that is now bouncing around your skull . . . you're welcome, by the way:

"Dancing in the Moonlight" is the title song on the 1973 King Harvest album. The track was released as a single the same year, and it reached #1 on the Billboard Hot 100. They released other singles but these were never able to match the success of "Dancing in the Moonlight". The track used a Rhodes piano thoroughout. The song was written by Sherman Kelly in 1968, whose brother, Wells Kelly - King Harvest's drummer in the early 1970s - introduced the song to the band. It was originally recorded in 1970 by the American band, Boffalongo.
The song's first line, "We get it on most every night" is often misheard as "We get it almost every night" This song was played as a wake up call for Daniel M. Tani, an astronaut on board the STS-120: Discovery mission headed for the International Space Station, on the early morning of Thursday 24 October 2007.

*Dancing in the Moonlight was recently licensed by Wal-Mart for their 2008 TV commercial season in the U.S.*

. . .and that's where I come in. That's the commercial that made me want to blog. I suppose I should make some sort of statement like. . ."this blog entry brought to you by Wal-Mart and their clever use of a classic 70s song" Or something like that.

In other news. . . it's snowing. I didn't need anything at the grocery store, so I avoided it like the plague. I'm sure there are people there, even as I type (humming a certain melody) purchasing an afore-blogged list of "necessary" items to get them through the 1-2 inches of snow that we could possibly get overnight. [key word: possibly]

I had two excellent rehearsals this evening. Our worship team rehearsal went well -- but it was done at a frenetic pace. We were trying to prepare for two (2) Sundays at once. One of the singers commented to me on the way to choir that it felt like a rehearsal on steroids. Yep, that was accurate. Then, choir practice was kind of a continuation of worship team practice. But, both went well. So, I'll sleep really well tonight--mainly from being exhausted.

I have some scrapbooking I want to accomplish tonight -- while The Office repeats are on TBS (10 p.m.). Then, I expect to get to bed at a respectable hour. [especially with the prospect of having one or more children at home tomorrow] Sigh.

Oh, and did I mention? Child #1 was grounded from TV for the rest of the week.

If you must know -- he spent the afternoon watching TV in his room (which is allright if his homework is complete). However, at 8:40 p.m., he came out -- asking Mark to get off the computer, because he had school work to do.

Oh, and did I mention that "Mama Choir Director on Steroids" came in the door about 8:45, as this discussion wound its way down?

Yeah....MCDOS busted Child #1, and immediately grounded him from TV for the rest of the week. [sucks to be him, I guess] I think [hope] he will start to grow up some, and start to think things through. Every time he gets close, something goofy like this happens, and we have to pull out the old, worn "life lesson" book and thwack him upside the head. He is a good kid. Please don't misunderstand. . .but I want him to become a good man. Ya know?

Well, I guess that's it. Tomorrow night is #6 in our Beth Moore study. I have a couple sessions of homework to do before tomorrow night. . . but that shouldn't be a problem.

And yes, you are right. . . every day, in every way, I'm scouting out and searching songs that will ring in your ears and make you smile when you find yourself humming them. Call it my mission in life!