Sunday, June 14, 2009

Always a Bubbie to Me

There. You have the punchline.

The BJ (Billy Joel, right?) lyrics go:
And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'

But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me
(And he starts humming)

But FD has a classical background, so he's not above mixing and matching lyrics and songs. He's making coffee, late, 5:30 a.m., and I meet him down in the kitchen, stumble in to get my tall glass of 2 oz grapefruit juice, ice, 6 oz water. You develop weird tastes when you get old, my father swears by honey and lemon juice in hot water, also a good thing.

I'm wearing my powder blue terry-cloth robe and FD is in his matching maroon. We discuss that the new bag of Papa Nicholas coffee has no Papa Nicholas points for some reason.

He takes his hand and sneaks it under the sleeve of my robe so our two arms are now one arm, handless, just a stream of powder blue and maroon terry-cloth.

I say: You are very silly.

He smiles, can't get over how funny he is.

I say: We're not getting any younger. I, at least am feeling like an older woman.

He jumps right in: Ah, but you break like a little girl.

I smile.

And you're always a bubbie to me.

See how that works?

Flying Bubbish


  1. This was sweet, touching and well written (IMHO). The adaptation of the song was really nice. Sadly, despite the pretty tune, I think the original song was dark - if you think about it.

  2. Yeah, really. A little borderline. Carelessly cut you? Sheesh, that's not what women are about, not usually.

  3. I have always enjoyed Billy Joel, some songs more than others. He is always a singer to me.

  4. Lovely post, but there's something disturbing in the lyrics.

  5. Ya' know, Muse, I never thought about this before. What if he's thinking I carelessly cut him? FD, I mean.

    The breaks like a little girl isn't from that song, ya' know, it's from the Bob Dylan song, probably the one BJ picked up on when he wrote his own, Just Like a Woman

    And the song starts, Nobody feels any pain,

    Nobody feels any pain
    Tonight as I stand inside the rain
    Ev'rybody knows
    That Baby's got new clothes
    But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
    Have fallen from her curls.
    She takes just like a woman, yes, she does

    There's more and it's weird, is the truth, like most Bob Dylan songs, and in the end his woman isn't all that nice, either.
    But she has her good points.

    I feel so sorry for guys, sometimes.


Cry, it's okay, bubbala. Tell me everything.