Last night I was minding my own business while driving home from my oldest daughter's swim practice. I wasn't bothering anybody, I swear. Until Adele's 'Someone Like You' came on the radio. Being a big fan of that song, I just had to spring into action and start wailing along with reckless abandon. That song is so infectious (or maybe it was my fabulous singing voice), that my child felt compelled to join in the impromptu sing-a-long. There we were: windows down, breeze in our hair, belting it out at top volume.
It was a moment.
When we pulled into our driveway, I noticed the moon. It's not everyday you are treated to a full moon.
Like the closet karaoke queen that I am, I seamlessly switched from Adele to Creedence Clearwater Revival. Gone was 'Someone Like You'. In was 'Bad Moon Rising'. I channeled John Fogerty like nobody's business.
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
Theeeeeere's a bad moon on the rise.
I belted it out with everything I had (which wasn't much after belting out Adele for four miles), but I found an inner strength I didn't know I had and gave the Creedence classic my all. I believe my performance was quite spectacular and I'm seriously considering putting together a winter tour. My child was not impressed, refused to join her mother in an off-key acapella rendition of one of classic rock's greatest songs, and did an eye roll as she exited the car.
Buzzkill.
I followed her inside and proceeded to tell her that for years, years people, I thought the lyrics were 'Theeeeeere's a bathroom on the right'. She shook her head and looked at me with such pity.
It was a moment.
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