Bowling, Tattoos, and Secretly Singing

I went bowling last night, one of the last weeks in the league. Although my team did well, I didn't do so hot. I mean I guess I did well for myself, but I can't seem to win my games. I don't think I can handle pressure. I get nervous and lose all confidence. I think that's why I'm declining being on the softball team this year too.

Anyway a couple of us started talking about tattoos last night. I've been meaning to get another. I really love this one tattoo I found on the internet, it looks like my initials but since I'm getting married I don't know if it's pointless to get it. On the other hand, maybe it's good to get it specifically because of the fact that I won't have the same initials anymore. That way, everytime I see it I can remember the name I've grown to love so much!

So, as I left the bowling alley and got in my car, I checked my cell phone. I had a new voicemail and it was one of my very good friends D. He has an interview for business school this week, which is exciting. Not only does he get to visit me at the end of this week, but there's also the prospect of him going to the school which means I'll have another friend in the area!!

So as I was saying, I got into my car and checked my phone, put it on the charger, turned on the radio and proceeded to drive and sing. But I wasn't just singing, I was belting it out. I was getting really into it last night. I suppose it may have something to do with a friend at bowling who secretly sings, but regardless I was just going off. "A moment like thiissssss, some people wait a lifetime, a moment like thiiiiissss, some people search forever, for that onnnnnneeee..." yes, it was Kelly Clarkson, but not a bad song. Anyway after the song was over I picked up my phone to call D and I was horrified. The phone said "D 1:41" ... "D 1:42" ... "D 1:43" Apparently it had been connected to him for over a minute and a half so I immediately hung up. I figured I had left a lengthy voicemail which consisted of me singing at the top of my lungs to some Kelly Clarkson song and I was extremely embarrassed...

At first I was hesitant to call him back, but as I was driving I thought about it. I mean he'd probably laugh, but what's the big deal really? I could have been horrible, I could have been terrific, it doesn't make any bit of difference so I should stop acting like a baby and just call him.

I called and left a voicemail saying that I had called him by mistake (in the hopes that he would just quickly delete the first voicemail) and that he should call me back and tell me when he was coming into town...

A couple hours later he called me back and was, as I had suspected, just laughing. To my relief, he had actually picked up the phone the first time, when I didn't mean to call, so he had no recording of my [what could have been horrible] rendition of Kelly Clarkson's first hit. He said he wished he hadn't picked up the phone so that he had the voicemail in case he wanted to blackmail me. But he also said I was pretty good. =)