"Mama, your pocket is singing."
I'm wearing a big, fuzzy, pink bathrobe while I straighten up around here. (I'm sure that Pamela Anderson wears the same one at home. LOL)
I have found the perfect traveling buddy for me to help me get through my chores. My son gave me a $6 speaker attachment for my MP3 player. Now I can have Norah Jones or Dave Matthews or the Beatles or Tina Turner or Sting or Stevie Wonder or Beethoven serenading me as I fold the laundry, make beds, or load the dishwasher. Instead of wearing the earbuds, I like the idea of my music surrounding me while I move from room to room. It's fun to see the kids' reaction when I start to rock around the house to one of my favorites. Music can travel with me anytime. I like how it puts an added spring in my step.
Whether the kids like it or not, they are getting an earful of my kind of music education. Watch out kids, mama and her music may be traveling your way. I can hear my oldest son turning up his rap music now. Hmmm, maybe I should start traveling around here with rap music too. That's a way to get my teenager's attention. He'll ask me to "travel" the other way when his pals come to hang out. I guess he's afraid I'll "bust a move." I'll wind up busting something else most likely.
Turn up that music everyone!! Your spirit will thank you :)
(I look like a pink, fuzzy bear in that bathrobe. What a look for this slightly "older" groupie!)