Erica Lucke Dean

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the diva strikes again

Last night was another fun night of karaoke. It was going to be just me and my daughter until my husband decided to join us. He can say he hates it all day long, but when given the option to stay home, he tagged along. Ok, it might have had something to do with what I was wearing, but honestly, I didn’t do it on purpose. Much.

Other than having a few tattooed truckers peering down my top (and hitting on my daughter) it was a perfect night. I think I like having fans. Groopies even. Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating, but when old guys (like really old guys) come up to my table to say they’ve enjoyed my singing, it’s sort of a rush. The husband might not like that part very much, but he doesn’t get it. He doesn’t sing.

And it was very nice to have my daughter there for a change. She had her own following, and not just because she was wearing matching cleavage (completely tasteful, I can assure you) but she sang beautifully last night. I was proud.

I think this might be my new Tuesday night thing.

I might even try to get the husband up there to sing. Crazier things have happened.

Until the next time…I’ll be singing around the house.

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