Since taking the class, Stories in Hand from Jessica Sprague. I am making an effort to write down more of what I am really feeling. I wanted to make it goal to write for at least 15 minutes a day. That hasn't happened yet, but I might get there. So... here is one of those random weird posts that will let you take a peak into those strange thoughts that ramble around in my brain.
The other night, I was sitting, staring at the magic box we turn on for mindless entertainment. As I scrolled through the guide, I was pleased when I stumbled upon the CMA awards on CMT. Yes, I am a country girl at heart. I grew up listening to country, and I just can't shake it.( You can love me for it, or hate me for it, but it is not going to change it.) I was even more thrilled when the next performer was Kid Rock
(did I really just say that out loud?) He is not my favorite singer, but I like the beat of his new song. It was fun to see him perform it. I must have had the dumbest smirk on my face as I sat there. I enjoy turning my brain off, and having an evening all to myself. No brain, no thoughts, no deadlines or time constraints; just smiles, and time for me.
So.. I sat there in my dazed state listening to each performer. Every year, I sit there with that same feeling in my heart; secretly wishing(I guess it isn't a secret anymore) that I could be a singer. I would love to stand on that stage and belt out a number. Could someone at least let me be there back -up singer? I think that would suffice. Yes, I secretly want to be a country star. So... there I said it, and I am not really all that embarrassed about it. Now you know something REAL about