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Valentine's Extravaganza! Best Date...

Day 2 of the Valentine's Day Extravaganza!

If you're just coming by, you can find the theme for each day of this fun love fest over here! Hope you'll join in the fun!


Seems like forever and a day ago that the Mr. and I were footloose and fancy-free!


'Cuz, you know...I was a package deal. I had my sweet babe, Big A., prior to meeting the love of my guess it would be every other weekend that the Mr. and I were footloose and fancy-free!

One of the best dates we had (I'm not gonna go all out, 'cuz I wanna tell you about a different story...), was at a restaurant up in "lake country".

In MinneSOOOOta, we live for summer. We live for lakes. We live for summer's on the lake.

It's how we roll.

So, one evening, my hottie and I decide to hit a restaurant "up Nort'" (that's how we say "north" around here...), a fun restaurant, complete with outside bars and yummy food.

We decided to hang outside...and if my memory serves me was a bit chilly, maybe there weren't many people outside.

Anywho...the bartender was great...totally cut out for his job...chatty, friendly, connected with everyone. And, apparently, talented too.

Somehow...those of us around the bar started singing random songs...just little blurbs and bits of songs...and the bartender dude says, "Hey, wait! Hang on!! I've got my guitar in my car!"

He runs to fetch his guitar (have I ever told you how much I love the word, 'fetch'? LOVE it...), comes back, and starts strummin' away.

We're all yelling out song requests and singin' along. The song I remember singing was "Should've Been a Cowboy"...and now, and always and forever...when I hear that song, it takes me back to that outside bar and those warm fuzzy feelings of new love...

(Aside by's the link for that coulda offered me a million bucks and I'd never have been able to tell you it was Toby Keith that sang that song!! Who knew?! And,'ve totally gotta check out the video...hello Old School Toby!)

I will never ever forget that night...I think it was the spontaneity of the night with the bartender grabbing his guitar and the random, awesome group of people that happened to be there, that made this date so incredibly fun!

And, I realize I lied.

I'm not gonna tell you the original story that I was gonna...this one turned out longer than I expected...and I'll just tie the other story in with tomorrow's story!

Now, let's hear your best date ever!!

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  1. That's so cool. I can't believe the bartender did that! What a nice memory.

  2. I heart that song! It has great memories tied to it for me as well. Oh summer time and country music! The best!

    Super cool the bartender just pulled out his guitar and started playing. Live music is so fun. What a fun night :)

    I will be sure and join the fun either later tonight or sometime this week

  3. That's a great memory you have! I love spontaneous moments. :)

  4. I think this is such a fun story and a wonderful date.. I did not participate today but I enjoyed your post

  5. My sister (she's younger than our older daughter) lives in MinneSOOOOta and you are so right, she loves summers on the lake too!

    What a fun date...complete with a guitar singing dude to lead y'all in songs. :o)

    Blessings & Aloha!
    (um...I kinda "fudged" on joining in on this part 2...I really want to be part of each of these fun posts this week...but hafta get to work and got home super late last night.. so, in order to get on the MckLinky list before it closed, I posted a temporary one to edit tonight!)

  6. What a fun story! I like this post.

    By the way, didn't mean to link up on this post twice ... sorry about that! Is there someway to undo this?

    Off to re-link up on DAY THREE'S post now! :)

    Kara Z


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