Tyler Likes My Singing Voice
Apparently, I can sing. As a kid, I didn't care if I was any good or not, I just wanted to sing. But I wasn't terrible because year after year I was one of the chosen students to sing by the microphone at the annual Christmas pageant. This swelled my head and I eventually entered a talent show singing and dancing to "Pink Shoe Laces", a silly song from the 1950s in which the chick sings about her love for her boyfriend Dooley who likes to wear tan shoes, pink shoe laces, a polka dot vest and a big Panama hat with a purple hat band. There is no mention of Dooley being gay or not, but come on. Anyway, I won the 10 and Under portion of the contest which swelled my head further.
As a kid, I also watched a lot of Disney movies and singing was a very attractive quality. All Disney princesses could sing which made me believe I was a little bit more like a Disney princess than perhaps other girls. In Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and Sleeping Beauty, the princess' singing is what draws her prince to her in the first place. Ariel's beautiful singing voice is even a plot point in The Little Mermaid; Ariel must win Prince Eric's affections without the use of her voice while he has his heart set on marrying the woman who saved him (Ariel) who has a beautiful singing voice therefore, he believes it can't possibly be Ariel because she is mute. I used to think it would be awesome to have my voice enchant a man, just like it would be awesome to wear a big foofy dress or ride in a pumpkin carriage. All just Disney pipe dreams.
As I grew, I continued to sing whether or not anyone wanted to hear me. Some did. The girls I played junior high volleyball with wanted me to audition for American Idol after hearing me sing ABBA's "Dancing Queen". Others didn't. So I suppressed it. I don't enjoy annoying people. But sometimes I can't help it.
For instance, it's one of my closing duties at work to clean the bathrooms every night. It sucks, but the bathrooms have good acoustics and I eventually became comfortable enough to sing at work, again not caring who heard me. I think I had mentioned to Tyler that I "could sing" and he thought that was awesome because, if you recall, he can't. But I hadn't sang in front of him yet, or if I did, it was brief.
I don't think it was the first time I sang at work, but it was the first time Tyler was on duty. I was in the men's room and he stood outside listening to me until I came out for something. One time he even walked in on me. My voice drew him to me like in a Disney movie. I'm sure he won't appreciate this because he hates Disney and thinks it warps the minds of the world's female population. He's probably right. But he gave me a Disney princess moment, then and there, and I felt very very special. One of my childish fantasies had come true. Thanks, babe!
I know I'm not good enough for American Idol or The Voice or any other singing reality show that may come out in the future. I can't do the things Whitney Houston, Mariah Carey, Christina Aguilera, etc. can do. I don't have a unique voice either. I can hit some of the notes. As I like to say, I can carry a tune, I can even lift it over my head, but I can't throw it very far. I sing purely because I enjoy it. And although maybe, maybe I could have made a career out of it in the 1970s, it's not the 1970s. My talent isn't going to waste though. If Tyler thinks I have a beautiful voice, then I have a beautiful voice. I love the dreamy look on his face when I sing to him. It's just another way he makes me feel like the most special woman in the world.
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