A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. ~Maya Angelou
Everyone knows I can’t sing, plain and simple. I wish I could, but alas I was not blessed with the gift of music. In fact, I think I’m slightly tone deaf, but regardless, I do love music and sometimes I just have to belt it out. I am also a bit of an instigator, no big surprise there. Sometimes I need to fulfill my need to sing and antagonize, what better way than through the repetition of rejoicing through song. Then when you put the need to squeak out, off beat musical lyrics, with my natural ability to push someone’s buttons, you get a lot of irritation.
There are times when I am just inspired by great music and I want to sing. I feel happy and joyous and I certain let it out to let the world know! For example, when we leave church and they play my favorite songs, it truly makes my day! I can’t help it, when you hear the organ kicking How Great Thou Art, America, or Amazing Grace, you just want to continue singing those songs all day long. There are a number of other tunes I adore that are played in church, but alas they are escaping me at the moment. Not only are they great songs that rejuvenate the soul, but they also take me back to my childhood. I remember listening to the same songs, sitting in the pews of the same church, with my family and my classmates from Sacred Heart. Then when we get home, just like I was a kid, I’m still singing the songs. Sometimes very slight and subtle and sometimes you’d swear I was on stage performing for an entire arena.
What really cracks me up is Kyle. He does the exact same thing! Out of no where I’ve hear him repeat a song or a line of a song and bellow it out like he was an opera singer. Especially when we leave church, just like me. He will continue singing the song or Kyle’s favorite, Alleluia. Yep, that’s his old stand by for anything, especially if something goes his way or turns out right, like a Lego creation, you’ll hear Kyle sing, ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! He even uses his hands as if he’s a conductor or lifts them in a fashion as if the light of God was shining down on him. It’s hilarious! I even join him in his jubilation.
Then there are times when it’s not a song, but a word or a phrase, usually heard in a movie or on a show. I can’t help myself, I just have the urge to keep repeating it. My sister will appreciate this one. When we were in Los Angeles, on our way to our hotel room, I all of a sudden I started saying, “Hey you what’s your dream? Hey mista, what’s your dream?, everyone’s got a dream.” If you didn’t know it’s a line from Pretty Women, from a side character without a name. Nicole knew instantly where I got that from. She laughed at first and then said, “You better not do this the entire time we’re here.” You know what? I did! I just felt like it. The funny thing is, I do it when you least expect it. Although, even Nicole has to laugh over that one. As I think back on it now, my brother used to repeat that line too! But he was much funnier.
Sometimes there’s no reason for the outburst, just to do it. One weekend a few months ago, Nicole was home and out of no where I walked around saying “Watcha self!” with complete gusto. Where I got that phrase, I have no idea. But I thought it was so funny. So at random times throughout the entire weekend, you’d hear me project, “Watcha self!” With small giggles to appease me, Nicole would say, “Yes Aunt Heather.” Even Kyle thought it was funny, or he enjoyed me tormenting my sister. Either way, he decided to join in, to get a rise out of Nicole no doubt. She just laughed and I believe I saw her roll her eyes at us.
That following weekend, I was at the computer and Kyle was playing with his Lego’s behind me, then all of a sudden Kyle said, “Hey Aunt Heather, Watcha Self!” That was a classic! I instantly stopped and started laughing as I turned around. Then to get him going, I belted it out, “Watcha Self!” Then of course taking the most of the situation I said, “Hey let’s get Aunt Nikki on the phone.” Kyle, with this devilish grin, nodded his head and instantly agreed. I love my buddy, he is truly the coolest cat!! Sometimes it little stupid moments that show we are related and cement our bond further. What’s your Alleluia?