Talent is when you can Sing and dance while cleaning. But can’t walk up the stairs without tripping!

*throwback to the days where I could do my “Flash dance” impersonation without shaking the house!

Do you know what I like about Facebook memories? That apparently I do the same annoying shit but on different years. Today, my singing traumatized a stranger who walked into my house by mistake. Not my fault she caught me in my pajamas with my hair sticking up while belting out Wrecking Ball while sweeping! It’s my husband’s fault for leaving the screen door open and not locking it! Bet the lady really hates her friend Sara now. Since she gave her the wrong address and made her walk into the World’s worse Talent show! And after reading this fb memory I realized 3 years ago it was my husband that was a victim to it!

The real definition of a snow day: The ability to be trapped in the house with your spouse and not kill them. I know the feeling is mutual right now. You see I have to listen to music when I clean the house. But I can’t blare it today because he’s watching t.v. So, I have my headphones on. Well, that has given him a headache. Because apparently I can’t sing. So, I’m off key, jack up half the words, and can’t hold a key. Who gives a shit! This isn’t American Idol. What am I suppose to do. Clean and pretend I’m on lip sync battle? Who the hell doesn’t sing when ” Hey Mickey” or “girls just wanna have fun” come on(yes I’m on a 80’s station)? That’s okay. You don’t want to hear my loud singing voice? I’ll just open all the curtains and give the neighbors a good show. I’ll pretend I’m in one of those old 80’s break dance movies. Or Elaine from Seinfeld. I have no problem breaking out the leg warmers since apparently singing is banned! So neighbors please don’t call 911. I’m not having a seizure. Im just dancing and dusting. And hubby….How do you like me now? Still 💘 you. Even though I’m thinking about pouring itching powder on your side of the bed when I finally make it at 4 in the afternoon. LOL