Kazoooooooooooooooooooooo.

Can't Wait for Lilly Kate!

Friday is my sisters due date and it looks like this little one is waiting until then to make her appearance, I'm definitely ok with this just as long as she gets me out of work for at least one day! :) Since this little miracle has decided to bast in my sisters belly for a while, what better way to take your mind off of the things that aren't happening and onto things that seriously are happening like....karaoke.

Saturday night V and I headed to James Island to meet up with one of his friends from high school who happened to be in town. We were excited about getting out of the house to not think about jobs or lack of jobs, to our surprise we found ourselves at a local dive bar. Sure, it was a little sketchy and definitely very smokey but when I read the sign for Karaoke.....I knew the night had to end W-E-L-L! Now, usually if I'm convinced to sing karaoke I've had a few drinks and the ole vocal chords start to feel confident so I have no problem taking the stage and belting out what I think sounds incredible to the entire bar. However, on this night...I was indeed, Sober. And still.....Sang my little heart out. Fun? Surprisingly...it actually was. I followed my boyfriends sisters rendition of "Shoop" with my all time favorite karaoke kick "When God Fearin Women" by Martina McBride. I figured, you can never go wrong with a little angry woman country music in a bar, right? Right! I was all excited about getting on stage and performing my kick ass stirrin gravy song when I was introduced to the man before me and his brilliant performance of "You outta Know" by Alanis Morsette. As the birthday boy took the stage and started singing I thought to myself that he's ok, definitely on pitch even though he's staring straight at the monitor looking like a nerd until.......UN-TIL the chorus came along and holy alanis morisette on the microphone! Now, I've seen some pretty interesting acts at karaoke bars but this took the cake for all of them combined. This little man screamed his heart out while he toured around the floor singing and screaming to the crowd. It was excellent. As he ventured back to the stage after throwing the mic stand down on the floor, he opened his pocket and brought out a......KAZOO. YES, A KAZOO. AND THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT HE PLAYED INTO THE MICROPHONE DURING THE INSTRUMENTAL PART OF THE SONG. 1. WHO TAKES A KAZOO TO A BAR? 2. WHO EVEN KNOWS HOW TO PLAY A KAZOO? AND 3. WHERE CAN I GET A KAZOO? The entire performance blew my mind as well as every other mullet wearing fanny pack in the building. After his outstanding performance of course it was time for me to sing my song.....HOW DO YOU FOLLOW SOMETHING LIKE THAT? Luckily, I have talent and luckily everyone in the building enjoyed my martina rendition.....even without a Kazoo.