I really. Really. Really like rap music.
I mean to the point where I've made it a goal to memorize Eminem's lyrics from songs that are suitable for radio play.
So when my husband texted me from our living room to say "Missy Elliot's on!" during half-time*, I threw a sweatshirt on and hustled down to see The Queen doing her thing. Too bad by the time I got downstairs I missed it and Katy Perry was back to, well, being Katy Perry.
|Is that a… shark…??|
I may have been in an office chair, so I had to do subtle chair wiggles. But inside?
|I was hoping black lipliner would materialize on my lips at any moment...|
It doesn't matter that I can do The Carlton with the best of them or that I've seen NSYNC & BSB in concert.
I just wanted you all to know that I really freaking love rap/hip-hop/r&b and kind of have a vocal crush on Usher** (whaaaat?).
On a completely different note: I'm still trying to do the FABulous February workout. I missed it yesterday, but the way it's laid out I can do day 2 today, then day 3 tomorrow, and it'll catch right up. Beardy is doing it with me, which is nice for the support, but I kept yelling "DON'T LOOK AT ME!!!" as I fumbled through mountain climbers.
|I don't care what our vows said, this wasn't going to be pretty...|
*Note: I don't do football so I was in our bedroom waxing nostalgia watching 101 Dalmatians. :)
**Note pt. 2: Ok but seriously, who doesn't?? Does anyone make a better slow jam?