Yesterday was my Friday the 13, My Ides of March, my (according to Garfield) Monday.
It started while washing up. I washed up happily, no thought of complaint, and then accidental spilled about half a cupful of hot water on my shirt. With a slightly less happy look I wiped my shirt with a tea towel and continued washing. A few minutes later. Bam! It struck again. I spilled a little more hot water on my shirt. I frowned a little, wiped my shirt and continued. This happened three more times. Unbelievable. I know.
Then, the sound of a dying manatee drifted into my ears from the lounge room. Alarmed I ran in to find........
......Mum and Dad playing Singstar Disney, 'Aladdin'. It's amazing how much Dad sounds alike to a manatee when he sings...(Jenna once threw up when Dad began to sing Happy Birthday to her. Her excuse was that she was already sick and vomiting, but I know that's just her excuse. She's always had a weak stomach.) Anyway, Jenna put it in a slightly meaner fashion saying that Dad sounded like a 'Constipated Wiener Dog.'
And the third bit of bad luck started when I challenged Mum to High School Musical Singstar. I was confident for two reasons:
- I used to be a big High School Musical fan and had sung the songs and knew them a lot better than she.
- I had versed Emily on this many times and had won EVERY single time. As she is the family's singer, I had gloated on this fact many times. Ah, pride comes before a fall.
Anyhoo, I versed Mum. She beat me in a good quarter, no HALF of the songs that we sang. I'm so ashamed.