July 2014 was jumping (literally)

Enjoying Independence Day 2014
near Fair Park.

July 2014 was jumping (literally)

My all-time favorite saying, “I can sleep when I am dead…” several weeks post-boot, I could exclaim Yippee, however my ankle swells as soon as my foot touches the floor each morning. All throughout the day, I pray my specific prayer, “To have the pain subside, swelling to cease and allow me to better than I was before.”  I think that prayer is working.

Rays From Above

I love the way sun-

shine feels on my face at high

noon, good warm feeling.

Trying to find the right note.

I kept myself intentionally busy during this medical leave; I think I needed a mental health break from work. To practice singing ALL DAY everyday after participating in physical therapy – both made me feel so good.  After voice practice, when I returned home, I would stay up past midnight rehearsing songs, tunes warm-ups to make sure it sounded right to me.  I am not a pedagogy but Hunni Chile, I am working it out until I sound more like the rest of them ladies….purty golden voices!

My voice instructor and I.

Having personal lessons over the summer really taught me to see me and hear me, no other voices but mine - The Good, The Bad and The Girl Got Better.  I could hear the shrillness in my voice and learned to breath over it and don’t’ force it.  I also learned; I don’t listen, I mimic very well but don’t listen.  I remember when I was instructed to look in the mirror and open up wide until I could see the back of my throat…I looked in the mirror and internally passed out in laughter.  All I could see was a fellatio session – I’m no Debbie Does Dallas but I know my way around Dallas..lol.  I learned to open the back of my throat to allow air in and slowly release it under the control of my diaphragm.  So when asked to breath from the back of my throat, if you see me smirk you know why – lol.

Conflict during FIFA 2014

July 20, 2014, I chose one of the hottest days to ride my bike but when I rode my bike I sang Sebben Crudele, people stopped and applauded as to how well I sounded. I remembered, “…that I may not be the best but my singing sounds good to someone.”  As I was leaving, a man approached me and it was one of the runners from the Wednesday night Hash runs, they ride bikes the 3^rd Sunday in the month and do the same things they do when they run – Drink…Oh What Fun. Go Belguim!

TWCD Karaoke Night

August 1^st I agreed to go to a karaoke bar with some of the chorus girls, ha ha chorus girls.  I felt like a dork when I arrived but when the music started playing and the libations kept coming, I felt like Donna Summer, a bad girl.

Now that I have returned to work reality has set in…I can hear the drummer beating the drum of the daily grind.  I try not to walk away without learning something…I have learned several tricks using my diaphragm over the summer, I can really go to my corner in the warehouse and belt out some good tunes.

Middle C?

I am so excited about returning this fall, In December, will end my first FULL season with TWCD yet the fall season begins soon.  I am excited to do lip trills (buzzing of the lips), proper vocal warm-ups and New Music.  With all of the flyers everyone has posted around town, I am ebullient to see the returning members and new members.

Enough about me, feel free to post a comment below, until next time.