So, last night, ideal around 10:10, I lost my karaoke virginity. ever considering that Guitar Hero went into my house, I understood this day would come. before Guitar Hero, however, I was positive that my phobia of public singing would last a lifetime.

As I accepted the invitation from @Vdog to join a gaggle of blog writers for dinner and karaoke, I guaranteed myself that I wouldn’t be that loser in the corner saying, “no, really, I can’t sing.” Heather assured me that horrible singing can be charming. Not what I heard from my elementary institution music instructors who motivated me to sing a lot more quietly as my lack of tone was throwing the other kids off-melody.

So no matter what the other chicks believed of me, I’m guessing they didn’t believe I was a celebration pooper. I ripped my delicate blouse off to expose my other half beater, in attempt to much better channel Avril Lavigne, as I introduced into my very first solo: Complicated. and I provided everything that I’ve got.

I’m not going to state that I rocked the house. (Do I have to very first confess that we were in a personal room, limiting the audience to ten women?) however I will state that I had a extremely great time.

The witnesses of this blessed event include Stefania, Deb, Xiaolin Mama, Queen of Spain, Lindsay, TechMama Beth, Glennia, Vdog, and of course, Heather. as well bad Jill had to leave early. perhaps she would have joined me on stage.