Friday, March 5, 2010
I truly cannot carry a tune. I hum off key. The shower runs in terror when I hop in.
But I love these guys. Just belting out this song.
I live in trepidation for the day I get snockered enough to do karaoke...I know it will end up on YouTube. I will end up like this lady.
Yes, yes, I know I will.
I went looking for a nice sweet video on YouTube about grandmas and grandsons so I could prattle on about my grandson turning 2 on March 1st.
Look, it's hard enough to BE a grandma when I look in the mirror and I don't SEE a grandma. I don't have gray hair. I don't wear house dresses all day. (Shut up. Sweats don't count.) My hair is not in a bun. You might starve to death in my house because I hardly ever cook.
This is me as the mother of the bride. Okay, so I look like I'm already out to lunch and the wedding had not even started. My oldest daughter, the Hot Tamale, is the bride, and Teddy Bear, my youngest is third from the left.
But HT made me a grandma...and she is due again in June. I am on a hunt for a name still. My mom is Grandma, so it gets confusing when we are all together.
Well, I get to baby-sit tonight. Little Z doesn't really talk yet, so I have a chance to pick a name for myself and persuade him to call me that.
I won't be singing Little Z to sleep tonight because I'm sure then he would think up a good name to call me.
I could be Granny Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........
Posted by Happy Hour...Somewhere at 4:12 PM