Queening Out on Christmas Eve

Never give me a microphone to do Karaoke at a family Christmas party. The Uncle Brett who usually acts more subdued will only come out the closet and open eyeballs. Perhaps after watching my sister, her husband, my sister-in-law, and my brothers do a bunch of rock songs inspired me to let my hair down. My sister was booty shaking to Smoking in the Boys Room by Motley Crue. It brought back bad teenage year memories of that whole genre of bad hair bands.

When I saw Shania Twain's song MAN I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN on the TV, I knew it was my turn to represent the rainbow league. Boy did I QUEEN OUT! So much so, my nephew ran into the living room with a big smile on his face to let me know that I just gave myself away BIG TIME. I could only smile.