I rarely ever wear black, unless I know I'm going to be on stage. Is that a secret attempt to look like a stage hand because I'm scared of the spotlight? Perhaps. But after my handy propranolol, center stage loses all of its sting, and the red gloves, er, cardigan, come out.
Cardigan: Francesca's (I love that store)
Beaded belt: Indigo boutique in Little Rock
Tights: Target (they already have a run! Arg angry face)
Necklace: from my mom's costume jewelry
Michelle and her husband Matt were so sweet to come out and see me play - I kerplunked my way through most of the guitar parts, but I always enjoy singing at high volumes in front of staring people - especially if I've had a beer, or several, before hand, (this time it was only one).
Here are pictures of me looking silly. Who looks good when they sing? Oh, Beyonce.
I have to give props to Julie and Kevin of the BGC for setting up this fundraiser with Hangtown Grill, and to the other ladies who sang songs. One of them has made me want to run out and learn Janis Joplin ASAP.
I got to leave work early to participate in the event, and it's odd being out on a weekday between the hours of 5 and 8PM now, as that's my busiest time at work. I forget that grown ups go out and have lives during that part of the day! Being in a restaurant at 6PM was sort of like getting to be a big kid just for the day.
Now here's a non-singing picture of me so I can feel less silly looking.
Hm. Somehow I don't feel better... but then I remember tomorrow is Friday, and all is right with the world.
Are you looking forward to the weekend? Mine possibly involves rugby and sandwiches, and that's also a plus.