Like many people, I like to listen to music while I’m driving alone.

I also like to sing along, even though I can’t carry a tune with both hands and a bucket.

I’ve never understood that. I have a pleasant enough speaking voice – I had a man tell me that I sounded like warm pancakes on a cold morning. That’s pretty flattering (I think.)

Yet my singing voice is horrible. It’s like I’m trying to stuff a bag of cats into a blender.

I just don’t understand how I can have a decent speaking voice and not be able to sing a note.

It won’t stop me, thought. I shall continue to sing along to my music until I reach the cane-shaking “Hey! You kids.get off my lawn!” stage. Probably even then.

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