I am participating in the Blogging From A-Z Challenge. Each day in April (except Sunday), I will post topic themes that begin with the letters of the alphabet, from A-Z. Today's letter is K.
My name's Trish and I love karaoke.
I've always loved singing, no matter how out-of-tune or horrible it may be. Sure, neighbors might occasionally confuse my singing with the sound of a cat being set on fire, but so what?! As a youngster and through my early 20s, my lousy crooning was restricted to my car, bedroom, or shower. Somewhere private with minimal witnesses. (Trust me, it's for the greater good.) The idea of amplifying my voice and having an audience, no matter how large or small, struck terror into my heart and kicked my sweat glands into overdrive. Never, ever, ever would I be
drunk crazy enough to subject the world to my singing, or prostrate myself before a crowd of friends and/or strangers. No. Absolutely not. No way, Jose!
Well, maybe under the right circumstances. For example, maybe if one Halloween my awesome (and obviously insane) husband installed KaraFun on his pc, decorated around our tv w/ his Freddy mask & gloves, and opened up "Kreuger Karaoke" as an activity at our annual Halloween bash. That might entice me to publicly humiliate myself. But how likely is that to happen?!?
|Halloween 2009 - The beginning of my obsession|
|My hubby's 80s themed bday party - 2010|
|Mine & my besty's combined bday luau - 2011|
My hubby's best friend is obviously unimpressed. Just kidding. He always looks like that.
|Halloween 2012 (Yes, I re-used a costume from 2 years before. We were broke. Don't judge.)|
All of this at-home karaoke madness gave me some cojones and one night a couple years ago, I actually got up on stage in front of a room full of people and gave my best "Baby Got Back" performance to date. There's no video evidence of this happening (for your protection as well as my own), but let's just say, it won't be the last time & I may not always be lucky enough to escape the video camera. ;)