And She’ll Have Fun, Fun, Fun til Her Hubby Takes the Microphone Away


Coach and I hit quite a dry spell. Our idea of fun included fair-to-midland Mexican food and a trip to our local Borders. If we were feeling especially froggy we’d maybe swing through the Starbucks drive-through so Coach could visit his friend Belle, the Coffee Princess. Then we’d hurry home so I could layer up in polar fleece and grab my computer while Coach stripped down to shorts and a t-shirt and did the same.

Big fun I tell you. Huge.

A couple of months ago Boo Mama and Big Mama were coming to Nashville for a visit, and to prove my aforementioned point about fun, I did recommend that they go to San Antonio Taco Company (which I still love- sue me, I like mediocre Mexican food).

It was a bold recommendation. Especially since Big Mama is from SAN ANTONIO.

It was the six-inch heel of recommendations- you have to be sure in your abilities to pull ’em off, and as I have come to find out, you have to be confident in your cuisine when you recommend Mexican food to a Texan.

Things could go awry quickly, and before you know it, you could end up with a hostile and slightly sick Texan on your hands.

Which I did.

And what I’ve learned through this whole blogging experience is this:

Don’t Mess With Texas.

It was a rookie mistake, and it turns out, the first sign that Coach and I might need to, you know, GET OUT and have some fun.

So, this weekend- we did.

It started out benignly enough. We went to a benefit concert for our little 3-year-old friend Madelyn, who is fighting leukemia. We listened to some unbelievable musicians- one who had been Kenny Rogers’s guitarist for 32 years, but sadly he would NOT play “The Gambler.”

Not for love or money.

But, Ron, the Asian guy at the karaoke bar we ended up at later did. He also sang “Sweet Caroline” and “Rocky Mountain High.” Then a man with some cartoon elf shoes and an offensive t-shirt sang some Johnny Cash. Solid gold.

And before I knew it Coach and one of his coaching buddies who can only be described as a Sasquatchesque Mr. Clean were singing “Man I Feel Like a Woman.” Mmm mmm mmm. Good times.

Twas here that the fun commenced.

A few moments later I found myself performing “Proud Mary,” doing the Chacha slide with my new friend DeAndre, and signing up to sing “Picture” with Coach- he was going to be Kid Rock and I was going to be Sheryl Crowe.

It seemed as though the first sign of the Apocalypse was upon us. Thankfully, they never called us, and the world was spared from impending doom…

For now.

Because the problem with Nashville is this- the karaoke bars are full of aspiring musicians. We’ve been in little honky tonks where Axl Rose has jumped on stage and performed “Every Rose Has Its Thorn,” and Bon Jovi is the guy who plays the breaks between the house band’s sets.

The music…it’s serious.

So Texas, you go ahead and claim guacamole and Mexican cuisine as your own. We’ve claimed music.

And I can boldly and confidently say this: we WILL rock you.

Anyway, back to our fun: we karaoked, we danced, we laughed with friends…

And the coup de grace….

We ate Krystal at 12:30.

Did you know that “coup de grace” is French for “a final death blow“?

Yeah, that’s why I used it.

So, all this to say we got out, did something we’ve NEVER done before, had ourselves an absolute blast, and found some entertainment for our Texan friends should they ever return to our fair city.

So Big Mama and Boo Mama, y’all come on back. This time I’ll recommend a fun and fajita-free evening in Music City followed by some Krystals.

Much better than the Guacamole Incident of 2009.

See y’all!

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4 Comments on And She’ll Have Fun, Fun, Fun til Her Hubby Takes the Microphone Away

  1. Brittany Ann
    January 19, 2010 at 9:46 am (8 years ago)

    Oh man! I only wish you’d done Pictures! And you’d taped it!

    Also, creepily enough…my word verification for this comment?


    Go figure.

  2. B-Dub
    January 19, 2010 at 11:39 am (8 years ago)

    Woah! We just moved to Clarksville!!! I could totally join in for some sweet singing skills fun. Only, as a prerequisite I hand out mandatory ear plugs prior to every performance. This B-Dub can’t sing, but doesn’t stop me from trying!

  3. Anonymous
    January 19, 2010 at 4:10 pm (8 years ago)

    This is Coach and I am here to clarify that Axl Rose did not sing “Every Rose Has Its Thorn”. The true author of the song Bret Michaels (is there a difference)performed it and performed it well. Just sayin’

  4. leslie ruth
    January 20, 2010 at 8:46 pm (8 years ago)

    I am so sad I missed this. Can I catch a repeat performance in person sometime?


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