I was born to be a rock star. Secretly. In my car. Where no one can see me. Okay, so maybe I wasn't born to be a total rock star, but it's one of those things that people love to practice whether they can keep a beat or not. It is extremely hard to be a secret car rock star when you have an audience in the back seat though. Especially one that loves to talk loudly to each other during your epic drum solo of Meatloaf's famous "I Would Do Anything for Love". I mean come on, that song screams secret car rock star. Here's an actual conversation that happened in my "stage" this evening.
As a footnote here, we each get to pick a song we like that hasn't already been played so that everyone gets to listen to what they like and this (hopefully) avoids conflict. You can take part or not, tonight Aaron decided not to. He had more important things to do.
I finally get frustrated and yell into the back of the car BE QUIET YOU TWO!!! Okay, so maybe I wasn't that polite. Give me a break, I was jamming to Meatloaf!
Husband laughs and says "Yeah! You're interrupting Mommy's drum solo!!"
To coin an iconic late 80's early 90's TV Show, How Rude! He was supposed to be reading his comic book not watching my secret car rock star.
Ah well, what's a mom to do?
You know the saying, the grass is always greener on the other side? This is my attempt to find greener grass right where I am in my life.
BTW - I'm the one on the right, just in case you didn't already know that.