Well, I seem to have survived the transition of the years somehow. Went to bed at around 9pm on New Years Eve, pulled the covers up over my head and only heard a few dim sounds.......either firecrackers going off or gunshots in the vicinity.......if it was the latter, hopefully no one I knew..... and liked.
I slept till almost noon despite Gussie's repeated attempts to get me up
beginning around 7. First the tentative footsteps as she clomps from the foot of the bed up to where my head is resting and peers nose to nose into my face to see if I am still breathing. If fish breath does not wake me she goes to the next step. Having decided that I am still alive she paces up and down beside me trying to decide on the best approach to getting my attention. Finally she resorts to the old standby, jumping with all four paws onto my tummy and futzing around to find the most comfortable (for her and painful for me) position. If that does not result in my getting up and staggering into the kitchen to feed her or give her kitty cookies, she settles down for a nap and repeats from step one every 30 minutes until successful. So far, she has never lost and I have never won this strange duel. Nothing new about that.
So, up at noon on 01/01/13 and having satisfied Her Exalted Kittyness for the moment, I was hunched over my coffee (which I brew strong enough to stand the spoon straight up in the cup) when I suddenly remembered something I had done in a weak moment a few nights earlier and it jolted me upright in my chair. I am not sure I should confess to all this publicly, but, what the hell.......I have been needing something to reestablish my claim to weirdness and this will do as good as anything I can think of.
In checking back over my sent emails, I find that I have signed up with an Online Singing Course to learn how to sing Properly! Yes you read that correctly. Who'd believe it........ Lois loves to Sing.
I don't know if I ever told you that I
have always loved to sing.......When I was 12 I wanted desperately to be the 4th Andrews Sister (singing harm ony not the lead........I was humble even then). Actually, I have no real voice but I can sing on key and carry a
tune, have a rather wide range and, godonlyknows....I remember all the lyrics for every song written
from about 1930 to 1955. I wander around the house belting out "April
Showers" and "Blue Moon" and other such classics all the time. The cats are very accepting and non judgmental and even Florence, my caregiver, has more or less gotten used to my breaking into song at odd moments. I had recently considered joining some sort of chorus, but I realized that was not realistic since I could hardly expect them to congregate at my house and since I cannot get out at night for singing sessions I regretfully gave that idea up. Obviously, even I do not always know what is going on in the corners of my mind, and apparently the notion has been simmering on a back burner waiting for a new opportunity. Which arrived on 12/29 with the word DISCOUNT dangling enticingly in front of it. You know me with bargains.......
Well, (I am taking a deep breath here)..... an online singing teacher
has been pestering me to take his course for years and tossed a
discount in front of me last week and I fell for it. I have NO idea
what I have committed to......I do not own a pitch pipe nor a
metronome nor even a piano.....not sure how he can teach me to sing better via DVD, but
if you see a strange video in the middle of one of my posts and hear a hoarse voice singing "My
Heart Stood Still" you will be able to laugh along with Florence and the cats.
(Don't worry.....I am only joking....I would not do that to you). But
you can wish me luck. In fact, PLEASE wish me luck.
Now, tell me......could you ever in a gazillion years have guessed that
anyone you know would do such a thing or confess to it publicly?
Shitpissfuck,Hell and Damn....... it has been a while since I have had to give up roller skating, and a person needs something
exciting to do, especially something you can do sitting down. Hmmm....I
had better get out my old Arthur Godfrey ukulele....I'll bet it needs new
strings...........
We Shall Call This Me-Time!
4 hours ago
LOL .. on the floor... love it! and I for one would LOVE a video with you singing and ol Arthur Godfrey ... wow... haven't thought of him in eons...
ReplyDeleteWhat fun! you are.... ;)
I, for one, would love it if you included any kind of video... even of Gussie doing her morning routine. (I haven't learned how to make videos yet let alone include them in my blog. If you are inspired to become a computer programmer by reading a matchbook cover, why the heck can't you learn to sing via DVD?
ReplyDeleteJump rope and a beer for breakfast might help you to forget all about exercise.
ReplyDeleteOnline singing course? Hmm, what is that by, Skype?
Our New Year's Eve started at dark and the fireworks lasted until the next afternoon - no-freakin' stop.
Sadly, some asshole shot a gun in the air and killed a little baby asleep in her crib. I'm no killer but I am still fuming over that and would love to get my hands on that idiot.
So, you will rock a T shirt on this blog but have reservations about a singing video. You cannot possibly be losing the courage of your convictions, so we do expect it. My mom used to sing a song of which I recall one line: Slow down, there's a rocky road ahead, slow down, detour bla bla bla. I wish you would open with it, I need to hear the rest.
ReplyDeleteYou never, ever cease to amaze and delight and inspire me. You go, Lo! I will wish you good luck because you asked for it but you won't need it. You have all you need with your heart and your soul and your spirit.
ReplyDeleteDitto Ms. Moon ~
ReplyDeleteAnd I would LOVE a video!!!
Good for you! I'm signed up for a tap dancing class, but it's the old-fashioned way, in person. Singing is a great thing to do, so I hope the class turns out to be really fun for you!
ReplyDeleteI have no opinion about 'on line' singing. Whatsoever.
ReplyDeleteThe cat situation though, is exactly why we used to sequester our kitty to his own quarters for the night. He'd either come in in the wee hours to pester (cat:nocturnal, me:not so much) OR, if the bedroom door was closed, he'd pound away at it like a boxer doing some sort of "rope a dope".
Most annoying.
Good luck with the singing. Really.
Sing away. I would like to know how that turns out. My dog does seem to control my waking in the morning. Fortunately when it is cold and dark in the winter he will hold out longer curled in a ball keeping warm. Cats I believe are totally indifferent to human's needs and thing you should know that. Fun post. Happy New Year.
ReplyDeleteLo, I simply adore you. May I grow to have the humor, the grace, and the gumption that you possess....
ReplyDeleteBe sure to let us know how this goes, Lo, perhaps in a song?
ReplyDeleteWell, i confess i have no voice but i'm like you in my love of both singing and very strong coffee. Good luck! And if you do post a song, i promise not to ruin it by either laughing or singing along.
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ReplyDeleteThanks to you, I now have coffee all over my keyboard. When I got to your final confession, I about peed my pants! So funny. You MUST give us videos. Oh, yes, you must. You've made my day.
ReplyDeleteI had to remove a spam comment above.....Iguess I am lucky that I only get a bad one occasionally.
ReplyDeleteCame across your blog today and had to laugh reading it. I too enjoy my cats, coffee, and chocolate. As for singing, that's something I could never do... but always thought that if there was something to this 'reincarnation thing', I'd like to come back with the ability to sing(in tune). And even though I can't imagine an online singing class, I say go for it, girl!
ReplyDeleteI find that you did bright resolution when you selected this topic of this blog article. Do you mostly make your posts alone or you work with a writing partner or even a helper?
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