Now that the guys have left, I get to do something that I couldn't do while they were here - something ... fun.
Get your mind out of the gutter!
While they're out, I can listen to iTunes and belt out songs. Loudly.
Now, I'm a pretty good singer. Not great by any means, but quite solid. I've been in shows where I have gotten up on a stage and sung - and I've been paid to do so at times. I even got to sing (a duet with my lovely friend TC) over the credits of a short film (produced by my lovely friend Ilene).
But let's face it. There are certain songs that I want to sing, but I frankly don't want people to hear me doing it. There are certain guilty pleasure songs that I don't want people to even know that I know all the lyrics to. Hall and Oates. Kenny Rogers. REO Speedwagon. Random maudlin songs from the 50s and early 60s. All the big numbers from the Sister Act movies.
I am currently kicking ass singing the Howard Jones classic. "No One Is to Blame." I'm doing it justice quite nicely.
Just... don't tell anyone.
Haha! I do that, too. I think that's why I love it when my parents go out of town. Then I can make like a rockstar and no one's the wiser ,o)
You wrote: "I even got to sing (a duet with my lovely friend TC) over the credits of a short film (produced by my lovely friend Ilene)."
A film that, history should note, was screened at the Woods Hole Film Festival roughly two hours after you posted this entry. How's that for serendipity?