It’s no secret that this winter’s been a long, brutal one. I think it may be contributing to a certain seriousness on my part–I actually have several incomplete drafts for this blog, but I’ve lost steam part way through, party as I find them no fun. Meanwhile, I’ve found myself specifically frustrated with the fact that my children are down to single gloves, their partners unable to found. Maybe they’re in the school lost and found? Sigh…I really don’t care at this point.
Meanwhile, I must have heard Beyoncé’s “Single Ladies” recently–or maybe it just jumped into my head looking at single gloves. I’m not a singer, and it turns out that parodying a song is rather tricky, but here’s a bit that maybe you, too, can try to sing and you rifle through what’s left of your winter gloves.
(Please note…if someone runs with this as an actual spoofed song on youtube and I fail to get any mention, I’ll be kicking myself.)
All the Single Gloves (Put A String On It)
All the single gloves (all the single gloves) All the single gloves (all the singles gloves) All the single gloves (all the single gloves) All the single gloves Now put your hands up
Winter’s been long, full of snow We still need to wear our gloves But lookin’ around, two can’t be found, one must have gotten lost I got one here, another one there, but none of them are matching Can’t buy anymore, they’re not longer in the store Target’s just selling things for spring
‘Cause if you liked ’em then you should have put a string on it If you liked ’em then you should’ve put a string on it Like a pre-school kid run ’em through your sleeves a bit If you liked ’em then you should’ve put a string on it
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