Like I said, I love music. I have been known in my day to belt out a song, at the top of my lungs.
When I was in kindergarten, they had a Christmas time show put on by my class. Instead of singing "Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer" with the rest of the kids, I skipped back and forth in front of them, wearing a fake fur Rudolph costume. The costume even had a red nose, it was cool. I was told that I got the part of Rudolph, because I was the only kid that could skip and my mom had sewn the costume.
Then when I was about 10, I participated in a Christmas play put on by the park district in the town I lived in. I got the part of an elf. I memorized my line(s) walking home with my friend. I still remember those, wait make it that line my little elf got to say, "Hehehehehehehehe". That was it. During rehearsals, when it came time to rehearse the songs, the director asked me to mouth the words.
When we would go on road trips to Northern Wisconsin, from the Chicago area, my dad would sing and us kids would join him. One time he said that one of us girls had a really pretty singing voice. I blushed, because aw gee Dad had complimented me. Turns out he was talking about Barb.
I used to have a Lhasa Apso puppy named Punk Idol. She lived with my folks, because I wasn't allowed to have a pet in my apartment. I worked midnights and would stop at my folk's house to visit Punk, while they were at work. One day I was laying on the couch, and Punk was laying on my legs. A commercial came on for a Dean Martin hits album. Since Dean Martin was one of my favorites, I started singing one of the songs. That really stirred something up in Punk, because she walked up my body, laid her little puppy belly on my mouth and started howling. I laughed so hard I almost bit her belly!!
Since then, I have told people that dogs howl when I sing.
P.S. That only stops me from singing in public. I never really understood people thinking I couldn't sing, because when I sing along to a song I sound just like the person singing it. Well, to me anyway.
