Monday, October 29, 2012


On Saturday, I slept in and woke up still pretty phlegmy. I settled in to watch Gameday and some football and decided that when my computer battery died, I would get up and shower to go run my errands. My errands were not that pressing, so I contemplated putting them off until Sunday, but decided some fresh air might make me feel better, so off to the mall I went.

I was wandering around Macy's when I heard someone come on the store PA. I wasn't paying attention but the word "karaoke contest" caught my ears quickly enough that I heard the rest of the sentence "and win CMA Awards tickets!"

I was looking for an employee to make sure I heard what I heard, when an employee came up to me to ask where I got the shirt in my hand. Ha. I pointed it out to her and then nonchalantly added, "Did I just hear there's a karaoke contest?"

She said there was a contest going on downstairs on the first floor but it ended at 4. I looked at my watch. It was 3:30. I decided to try on the shirt (didn't work) then go see what the fuss was about.

I got downstairs and texted Jay, my karaoke partner in crime, to see what song I should sing. Now keep in mind, I'm still sick. Normally, karaoke does not scare me, but yesterday I knew I was taking a real gamble on whether or not my voice would participate in this tomfoolery. I decided to roll the dice to the tune of "Midnight Train to Georgia."

I was the last singer to enter. Singing at a karaoke bar is one thing but singing in the middle of your local Macy's is quite another. It was awkward but I suffered through. Afterward, to pass the time until 4 pm, two other contestants who had already entered decided to sing again, which had apparently happened a few times during the two hour contest, since there were not that many contestants.

Finally it was time to announce the winner. What can I say? Motown never lets me down. It worked in 2004 and it worked again Saturday.

My family had very different reactions to my news. My sister asked if anyone else had entered. My mom went berserk, but that was probably more due to me asking her to come up and go with me! I offered to let her bring a friend to go with, since I had the pleasure of attending last year, but she insisted that I come with her.

So make sure you tune in. Vince Gill is scheduled to perform and if you think my mom can practice self-control, you're wrong. Who knows what she'll do!

1 comment:

  1. I need you to audition for the Voice. And then introduce me to Adam Levine.


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