Your family may do karaoke but I guarantee it’s not like this….

Sunday night in Cincinnati Dave and I started playing with my parent’s Apple TV.  We discovered that there was a link to YouTube and started pulling up karaoke videos.  4 hours later, 1AM, the 5 of us (mom, dad, Philip, David & I) were singing into wooden spoons to every song you can imagine (sorry had way too much fun for pictures).  Philip and Dave decided it was so much fun that we had to do it again when Anna & Dave got to town the next weekend.

The next thing I know Dave has bought a karaoke machine on ebay along with SCDGs with 6000+ songs.  I came down to the basement later in the week to find quite the setup.

Some families may have karaoke machines.  They may even have 2 mics but how many have a mixer, a stage worthy speaker, and 4 mics on stands?! 

I mean after all there were 8 people.  2 per mic.

Even the 2 newest family members who claim not to be singers got into it.  And my Dave was kind enough to share his Elton glasses with Dave Brown (a.k.a. Anna’s Dave…I don’t think I’ve faced the Dave confusion in a post yet).

Dad stole the show with a Grammy worthy version of “My Ding A Ling.”  The rest of us of course sang backup.

Karaoke night at the Parr house coming soon.  Most likely sans mixer and ginormous speaker for now.

Dave forgot his sunglasses at home one of the tennis nights and Philip thought it would be funny to give him a pair from his Elton John/Billy Joel show. 

He didn’t expect Dave to wear them at all much less keep them on all evening.  Apparently the last time they went to refresh their drinks some people stopped him to see if they could take his picture.  Must have been the pink shirt.

The following conversation took place on our drive to East Tennessee just outside of Nashville.

“Sir, do you have a legal reason to be going 82mph?”

“No sir”

“I’ll need to see your license…oh do you live in Ohio?”

“No sir we live in Tennessee”

“How long have you lived here?”

“Ummm…6 months?”

(LIAR)

“You know state law is 30 days”

(Oh shoot don’t make me drive mine is OH too and I want a nap…)

“I didn’t know I’m sorry sir.”

“I’ll see your insurance card too and be right back”

“Consider this a warning on your license but you need to get it renewed immediately.  As for your moving violation make sure to slow down.  You can take an online course and it won’t go on your record but read your ticket carefully as you only have 30 days to complete.”

“Yes sir.  I understand sir.”

Here’s the thing…Dave has never had a ticket before in his life.  He’s convinced he could get out of it if he didn’t have the license thing.  The one other time he was pulled over we were on our way  back to school from our first ever house hunting trip.  As soon as I heard the woman cop ask for his license and registration then asked him to step back to her car I knew he woudln’t get a ticket.  I watched through the rear view mirror as he told this woman his life story…talking about how we’re on our way back to school from house hunting…that we were about to graduate and getting married in just a few short weeks….blah blah blah.  She let him off with a sweet warning and off we went.  He’s so lucky.  I turn on the water works and still get called into court for excessive speeds…ugh!  No it’s not fun to get a ticket but can you blame me if I gloated a little when he finally got a after bragging for years that he’s never ever had one?!  Don’t worry he’ll take an online course and it won’t even be on his record.  So lucky…  

Both my sister and I had beautiful cakes from Maribelle’s Cakery.  The wonderful thing about Maribelle’s is that they make a fresh cake for your anniversary.  Technically this is supposed to be a 1st anniversary thing but they will make you one every year for a small fee.  Anyway, Anna & Dave’s anniversary was Aug 2 and they decided to order their cake for while they were in town for the tennis weekend.  It was beautiful and a sweet way to top of their 1 year anniversary celebrations.

Happy (belated) Anniversary!  Here’s to many more happy years to come.

 It’s all about who you know.

 Yes that’s my uncle singing the national anthem like he does every year.  He also brought in a band to play at the WSFG Party so he got access to their tent for the week.  It’s OK though because we still have better parking than him  and he let us tag along.  We met Juan Martin Del Potro who decided to just make an appearance in Cincy despite the fact that he didn’t play.  He even came to the ladies day fashion show. 

 Then a few minutes later John Isner walked in.

Just for a reference point, Dave is 6’1″ and John Isner is leaning over because I asked if there was a chair I could stand on so I’d be in the picture with them.  Yes I made a cheesy height joke to a famous tennis player that is 2 years younger than me and 8 inches taller than my husband (that’s 6’9″ for people like me who have a hard time with big numbers)…it must have been the heat…and I have no idea why the age thing matters.  But he humored me with a chuckle then slumped over so my head reached his elbow rather than his hip. 

Thanks Western Southern for the drinks all week and for letting us crash your party.