Believe it or not, I can be quite the extrovert.
I know. I was shocked, too.
But then I do have introvert-y tendencies.
I like to laugh loud, but don’t put me in the spotlight.
I like to sing in the car, but don’t ask me to do it in public.
Until now, apparently.
Remember how I told you now that I have my nifty little camera phone I’m in love with, I sent a video to a dude in New York?
Well, I was kinda afraid/hoping Neil (the dude in New York) wouldn’t use it for his 6th Annual Blogger Christmahanukwanzaakah Online Holiday Concert.
But he did.
Boy, did he.
(It’s kind of a melting pot kind of thing. Go look at it. People from all over singing all kinds of stuff. Really cool.)
I have never – in my life – done anything like this. I mean, I wanted to barf about .07 seconds after I hit ‘send’ on the email to him.
(Thank you, red wine. You ass.)
I discovered a little something about me I think I already knew.
I had fun. Being me.
And even more fun after I saw the videos so many others sent him. I’m glad I did it now!
Because really. When have I ever given a rats ass about what anyone thinks? About me? My twang? My singing? Or my anything?
And why start now?
The older I get, the better my outlook gets on things like this. I think we probably all could loosen up a little here and there. And we all could maybe not take so much crap so seriously.
Me included. And I am getting better at it.
So. From me to you…a very Happy/Merry Whatever-It-Is-You-Celebrate I wish to you.
Me? I celebrate Christmas. So, Merry Christmas to me.
The one thing you could give me?
Your voice. Right now. Right here.
Sing with me.
Oh. My. God.
You just watched.
Beyonce’ I am not.
Go ahead and laugh. If I can entertain you for just a couple of minutes…my job here is done.
And I am happy.
And you are welcome.