Any Given Saturday 1976-1988 {Trifextra}


Music would always have its way with me during Saturday morning chores.

Under my parent’s watch I dusted and danced.

And I would learn when to rock the boat, and when not to. 




Trifecta this weekend: 
This weekend, we want you to give us a 33-word time travel story.  We don’t usually tell you what to title your piece, but we’d love it if you could title it with the year/date that you choose.

I will give not give a huge back story. I will say that this song always reminds me of my family, that my father LOVED music and our house was always filled with it. I grew up in a house that was full of love and sometimes full of violence, a place that offered me care and pain in equal amounts during any given year. I am  also an unapologetic admirer of all pop music of the 70’s and 80’s.

Thank you for coming over to read, HAPPY WEEKEND! 

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Kirsten is a wife after years of dating, a mom after years of infertility & a lover of shoes, words, NYC and TV dramas. A storyteller and daydreamer at heart, this is the place where her stories come to be told. Thanks for visiting.


  1. Kir, lovely piece. Ah, those teenage moments working out what it’s really all about. Happy weekend to you too and thanks for linking up!

  2. I remember doing chores by music…but until the Walkman came about, it had to be my parents’ music…hello Oak Ridge Boys, Reba McIntyre, and George Jones :) Learning when to (and not to) rock the boat are good lessons that every teen learns…often the hard way.

    • says:

      well that music wasn’t so bad, Reba has been a favorite of mine since “When Whoever’s in New England”.

      the thing is that in 1976 I was 6, so this is my whole childhood, the music that was background to my growing and it makes me happy and sad. The truth, I wonder if I ever really learned when not to rock the boat? 😉

  3. After having read the back story, I better understand your piece. I’m sorry you had to learn not to rock the boat and just seeing how much of a cheerful upbeat person you are, I imagine (hope) you came through without too many scars, emotional or otherwise.

  4. I remember this song too. How bittersweet that this song can bring back good and bad memories from your childhood.

  5. Great story. Love that song.

  6. Especially important when you are in it…

  7. KymmInBarcelona says:

    Love the fine line you draw – dusting and dancing. Boat rocking is inevitable.
    Just so you know, I was old enough to wear those clothes. I’m not proud of it…

  8. Dusting and dancing sounds lovely.

  9. This song always put me in mind of the song from Guys and Dolls, which has a similar title. We certainly do time travel a bit when we hear a favorite song, don’t we? Thanks for making me smile!

  10. Good piece. That last line means a lot more after I read your explaining note. Life can be very complicated sometimes.

  11. This is great. I can picture your scene clearly. And that music connection is wonderful at transporting us back in time.

  12. Care and pain seems to be related. Sometimes grown ups just can’t stop giving full vent to anger.
    I read a verse from Proverbs (29:11) A fool gives full vent to his anger.

  13. Music is a great way to time travel… and that last half line really made all the sense in the word when I read the afterwords

  14. I had to walk on pins and needles around my dad. I had an old Aerosmith album that I only dared to play when I was home alone-but oh what that music did to me. This was stunning, my friend:)

  15. Kir, there is so much depth behind these 33 seemingly simple words. The power of music, the feeling of never quite being able to relax completely–being on edge. That’s what I took from this. Sometimes those who love us have the greatest capacity to hurt us.

    Beautiful piece, my friend!

    P.S. My dad LOVED Reba. Whoever’s in New England was one of his favorites. Thanks for allowing me to recall that and smile.

    P.P.S. You and I are the same age. :)

  16. Love that, learning when to rock the boat. Baby. Great take on the prompt, Kir!
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