I’m one of those people who are guilty of working too much. Of throwing myself into something fully and then having something completely off the wall pull me from that state of mind, making me smile or in this case bit my lower lip and focus really hard on getting alone time with my hubby.
Shane, gods love him, needs a medal for living with me. Seriously folks. Do I strike you as a normal wife? Yeah, see what I mean. There are days I’m not sure he even sees me because I’m in my writing cave that all Roth family members know better than to disturb.
Getting to the point, my sons are all very musically inclined. Gee… wonder where they got that from. LMAO. Anyway, the big one talked his dad into singing for his band for a few songs. Now I’m fully aware my husband can sing. Does he do it often? Hell no. The only reason I know he can is because I came home early once and he was having a one man rock out session in the bar room at our old house. I figured it out by accident. Much to my delight, the hubby agreed to do a few songs with the boys. As he’s singing, I found myself grinning like a love struck fool… okay fine… a groupie. My guess is now that Shane’s figured out I like it, he might actually walk around rockin’ out more.
*snort*
Seriously though. Its funny how him taking time out to do something with the mini-hims caught my attention like that. I just wanted to share because I found it amusing and though you all might too.
Here are a couple of the songs he sang.
One I came home early to hear him rockin out to many years back
