Love to Order

I was driving home Saturday night from dinner with friends and I was listening to Showtune Saturday Night on a local radio station. I love show tunes because they make me bust out in song. That is why I listen to them best when I'm alone. No need to frighten small children or unsuspecting adults. I've always loved songs with stories and show tunes are the ultimate representation of a story-song. And I'm a sucker for a really great story so, I make sure to turn on the show tunes every Saturday night and sing my heart out. 

This night the number one song on Showtune Saturday Night was "Taylor, the Latte Boy" even though it isn't a true show tune. But it does have a built-in love story that is charming and easy to follow, especially when sung by the multi-talented, platinum-blonde, Broadway star Kristine Chenoweth. I haven't been able to get it out of my head all weekend and I've listened to it over and over again. My favorite line is  

I used to be the kind of girl
Who'd run when love rushed toward her.
Till finally a voice whispered, "Love can be yours,
If you step up to the counter and order.

I like this Youtube video with Miss Chenoweth singing but I actually like her voice a lot better on this recording. So, listen to both or one, but at least take a listen.

Wouldn't it be nice if it were that easy? My order would go something like this:  tall, dark and handsome; spiritual, but hold the fanatical; funny, but hold the flatulence jokes;  intelligent, but hold the ego; with a side order of will-take-me-to-any-show-ballet-or-theater-without-gritting-his-teeth. 

Yes, that would be nice. 

But when you are not a made-to-order kind of girl it is hard to find your own made-to-order kind of guy. Which makes Mr. Latte Boy start to look more and more attractive. He's easy to talk to, has some musical interest, and knows how to put together something that tastes delicious. Maybe what I'm missing in my life is not love, but caffeine. 

In fact, I'm beginning to wonder if my Pepsi-loving grandmother was really on to the secret of life with the sign in her kitchen that stated "put down the Pepsi and nobody gets hurt." Maybe caffeine is the elixir of love. And maybe I need to get me some of that kind of elixir. 

So, I'm thinking I could start with a cola and a lime. Oh, who am I kidding? I've got such an addictive nature that if I try it once, I will next be chugging soda by the gallon, not the ounce. So, Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome? You and I are going to have to meet some other way. 

And know that while our love story may not be "so caffeinated," I'd certainly like it if we could both manage to "step up to the counter and order" before too much more time passes.