Dear Diary: The One Hit Wonder

I was recently asked by a blast from the past, if I would ever consider pushing the envelope a little with my blog...let's say making it somewhat sultry, risque...a sort of secret diary, adult style.  I reminded my old pal that a good girl does not kiss and tell.  His rebuttal...ok, "good girl with bad girl tendencies."  (Did anyone else think "KISS Catch Phrase?" You 'member?  You 'member!)

So I did what I normally do with a blog idea...I sit on it, I wait, I think about it, I let it marinate...This time I also chatted it up with my work son and expressed my concern for privacy.  I really don't kiss and tell with the exception of this one time...not at band camp...that I called my Bestie at a very indecent hour of the night to tell her...and she is taking it to the grave.  And it really was just a kiss so no need to get crazy and start thinking all sorts of nonsense.

Now, back to the steamy stuff you have been waiting for...I'm sticking to my guns about not disclosing any private, bedroom talk, sex scandal secrets or romantic interludes aka rendezvous.  I will, however, over the course of this series (Dear Diary) use innuendos, metaphors and euphemisms to capture the essence of what could be seen as a one way ticket to paradise...hahaha...thought I was going to say one way ticket to hell?  I don't think so...I have secured my spot in the heavens.  Believe me, JC and I are tight!

This brings us to the One Hit Wonder...wonder where I'm going with this?  Well here goes...Ya see, we all know a song that was great.  We sang, danced and maybe even purchased the cassette single and played it over and over again.  We waited patiently for the artist to give us more of what we craved and we were left wanting more.  Expectations blown, all the hype and excitement deflated like a week old helium balloon.  I can even hear a few of my favorite One Hit Wonders playing in my head now..."I know what boys like, boys like, boys like me!  Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah..."  Two of my all time favorite tunes are on the list of 25 Unforgettable One-Hit Wonders...hell yeah I still listen to "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls and "Groove is in the Heart" by Deee-Lite...Can someone say, Senior Year!? 

So what does this have to do with romance, mattress dancing, or whatever term you'd like to use?  Well I'm going to let you draw your own conclusions...but I will say this...There are just some One Hit Wonders you don't forget...less they become Repeat Offenders? 

Stay tuned...

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