Get ready to pat me on the back for another outstanding job well done!! Mere moments ago I was in what I thought, was the privacy of my own living room, enjoying one of life's simple liberties. I should say thoroughly enjoying.. and the liberty that I am referring to is Freedom. I had just cleaned up after supper, the boys went to the park to burn off the crazy in their veins, leaving my daughter and I alone to bond. And so we did what all girls do when the mood strikes, we turned up some really great tunes, (ballads in this case) and we let loose. Now remember my daughter is only one and doesn't talk yet, she just howls along.(in tune surprisingly)
So picture us: Me holding my baby girl, dancing around like an idiot, singing. Like I mean really belting it out, like I'm Cher on a Navy vessel circa Summer 1989. Wooden spoon microphone and all.
Suddenly I get that feeling, you know the one where you think some one's watching you? And sure enough, I look up to see the neighbor kid on his BMX staring at me, jaw gaping, a confused expression on his face and those big eyes. The ones you give when you see a TOTAL FREAKSHOW. Yep this poor kid had front row tickets! oh the embarrassment. I felt the heat in my cheeks instantly. Then I jumped at the blinds like a spidermonkey shot out of a cannon!! "QUICK" I said to myself, "SHUT THE BLINDS!!". I got to them in time to see his eyes widen with fear. He probably thought I was going to attack him, or worse tie him up and make him a captive audience.
As if it wasn't too late already. I mean it's not like he knows where I live or something? I'm an idiot.
After that I just needed to burn off a little crazy myself, so I played something a little more angst appropriate and rocked out with my Pat Benatar impersonation.
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