One thing I did differently was join my brother's "family" choir. He plays guitar and sings, my sister, The General, directs, and my daughter and I joined to sing. It was fun, and I got to do my bit parts and harmonies, and had a great time creating music for real again. Of course my sister and I got into some minor squabbles about songs and how they are supposed to sound, but then hey, I'm not one to stand around and NOT comment when something isn't quite right. I suppose I ruffled a few feathers of some existing choir members with my presence....some young girls who had up until now been known as the "stars" of the choir. They were QUITE put out that someone new was infringing on their harmony territory. Never mind that I did different harmonies that complimented theirs and added to the overall sound of the choir. They couldn't stand that someone new might be stealing their thunder. It was all very deliciously hilarious. I was chatting with Malcolm about it, and telling him how I had an idea to complement a solo my brother was doing with a minor harmony. It would have made it spectacular. I wasn't recommending that I do it, only that it get done. One of the divas piped up that "it's NOT how we've always done it." I responded, probably inappropriately, "I understand that, but it would be outstanding if it were done." She says "Your brother always does it solo and it sounds fine." My response? "That's great, but if you always have mediocrity, and you are presented with the opportunity for greatness, will you always choose mediocrity because that's the way you've always done it?" Malcolm just about choked when I recited my response to him, and I quickly threw in there..."but you love that about me, right??" LOL, CYA for me. He responds? "Absolutely baby, I'd not be able to respect some mealy mouthed, clinging vine, live for everyone else kind of girl. I love that you have your own mind and aren't afraid to express it." Yeah, that's why I love him too.
So see, I just poke the bear where ever I happen to be. The Psycho Stalker shouldn't take it so personally. LOLOL My need to poke the bear overwhelms my common sense most days. But the true beauty, and the thing that earned my blast was this. My sister and I disagreed about a song verse, she saying it should be sung with the end note going up, me insisting it go down. She, being the director got her way, but it needled me. So I sent her, I dunno, like 8 youtube links to the song to prove my point. And during church, when she was reminding the choir about a timing issue in said song, I looked at her and pointed DOWN.....and she laughed. Damn her, she knew I was right and did it her way anyways. So we joked about it today, and she admitted being wrong. For those who have older siblings, you know what a battle it always is to prove yourself right most days to people who think they are older and wiser. But today I did, and it felt amazing. And it was fun, no tension. Just us, a family of bear pokers, I realized, sitting around and poking each other over Christmas Dinner.
I hope everyone else had as fun a time with their families and loved ones as I did today. I missed Malcolm, but we'll have our own time later when we've taken care of our families. Kids always come first, and to his credit, he knew I needed some extra Malcolm time, and he gave me what he could. He gave me his attention which counts for alot, he gave me is mind and his heart, which I value above everything, and he gave me his unconditional love. Thank you baby for being so in tune with my feelings and needs. I was sad that we'd have so many family commitments that it would shatter our own time together. You knew, and you made me remember why I love you as a man. It's just cuz you get me like that. I miss u, and will see you so very soon.
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