Gracias a la vida!

Deanie darlin', yer startin' to worry me jest a mite, 'cuz I know only too well whatta high-strung, tempestuous lil'vixen you kin be, especially when ya git yerself all riled up somethang terrible like. So calm down, baby, please! Set 'n rest yer bones a spell. Lemme relieve ya of that glass 'n scotch bottle, too, or else'n you'll be frog hoppin' straight from the 'sylum to the Betty Ford Clinic. 'Sides, scotch ain't no ladies' drink, honey, 'lessen ya wants hair on yer chest - perish the thought. Lemme fix ya somethang real nice. Ladies' choice. How 'bout a nice sasparilly, a Pink Squirrel, a Shirley Temple or a lil'Strawberry Dackory? I know! How 'bouts a hot cup'a'camelmeal tea?! Relax, let yer hair down 'n jest fergit 'bout my phone number! I'll call you, OK, 'cuz I've had yer number since the cow's come home to roost! Don't you worry yer pretty lil'head 'bout a single thang. Yer Bud'll take good care of you 'n Doc Hallyday says yer not to be stressed in any way, now.

Makes me happy to know yer enjoyin' my cards 'n letters 'n lil'song bits. Sorry to hear my natural sweetness is on the verge of givin' ya a root canal, but fancy this, I'm havin' similar problems, sweet-heart. Good thang I lost all my teeth ages ago, but Doc says my blood sugar's gittin' so high on account of you, I'm a good candidate for the dreaded dio-beattys. Well, whenever it's time fer this ol'doggy to git along, rest assured I'll be gittin' with a big smile on my face, thanks to you.

Glad you like that "Do Right" song. It's 'riginally by Gram Parsons, but you won't believe this...I heard Miss Joan Baez singin' it live last Thursday nite - not that I'm steppin' out on ya with any pizza waitress, so cool yer horses! No way, I'm cheatin' on ya, darlin'. T'weren't that English Pub gal, neither...You know, the one with "Fish" 'n "Chips," tattooed on her knuckles. I'm long over that one, too, ever since the doc took me off'n fried foods, anyways. Nope, t'was my music appreciation class, that I took up in order to find the sweetest, tenderest, most succulent songs for my darlin'Deanie-gal. Anyways, Miss Baez did a rousin' rendition of it 'n made me think of you, 'a course, so's I knew I had my song. Real glad ya like it. You'll be also be pleased to know that Miss Baez's in great voice 'n kin still hit higher notes than a singerboy on helium! She says "Hi to Deanie!" 'n tole me to tell you that the easiest kind of relationship is with 10,000 people, while the hardest is with jest one. Gee! Nice to know ol'gal still gits 'round 'n 'round! Keeps her in great shape, too! 'An if I hear from the Kumbaya crowd, I swear I'm a gonna puke!

Anyways, darlin' I'm more than willin' to work on a lil'one-on-one with you...the sooner the better, too. Ha! How'd I know you'd be bringin' up that magic word, "SOON," so soon, but first it's...it's QUIZ TIME!! Ouch, you sure sent me a hard one!!! Not that I'm complainin' now, 'cuz frankly I likes'em hard...Yup, the harder the better...It's the challenge, ya'know...Hmmmmm, the classic definition of "IRREDENTIST." I see what you mean 'bout Eyetalian Parties....Even my ol'friend, Al Fresco, couldn't help me there....So, I wondered what you meant 'bout classical sense...Being such a Bible Thumper, I thought you might be meanin' the Christian sense...which got me to an "Unredeemed Person, a sorry bastard, who's otherwised cursed, damned, doomed, unsaved, or spiritually lost"...In other words, "A poor, damned, lost soul." Yup, that's my final answer 'cuz I figure it 'bout covers all the bases. Darlin' ifn' ya got 'nother definition of the word, I'd sure like to see ya top this one!!!

'Course this jest opens up a whole 'nother kettle of worms, as to why my adorable Teacher would even wanna know 'bout such a depressin' word?! That's when I really started to worry. Drink yer tea now, darlin' 'n think good thoughts. Gracias a la vida. Here's to life and here's more J. Dorsey to help ya out...

The Thangs I Love

The glow of sunset in the summer skies
The golden flicker of the fire flies
The gleam of love-light in my Deanie's eyes
These are the thangs I love

A silver moonbeam peepin' thru the trees
A bed of roses noddin' in the breeze
The look you give me when I beg, "Deanie, please!"
These are the thangs I love

Once I thought life was just a Winter thang
My heart was cold, then you came to me
Like a breath of Spring
You turned the silver snow to gold

A robin's serenade when day is thru
The babblin' brook beside our rendez-vous
On Shady Lane
Yer sweet voice whisperin'
"Darlin', I love you"
Love you too, darlin'
These are the thangs I love
'N yer #1 on the list

XO
Bud