My mom is part of a Irish singing group. Once a month, they take over a local bar, bring in musicians and sing Irish songs at the top of their lungs and drink good Irish beer. Rob and I went before the wedding and I think it motivated him in some way. He has taken it upon himself to learn some good Irish drinking songs and I love to hear him sing them as he strums away on the guitar.

I am the world's worst singer. I hear what the music sounds like but what comes out of my mouth is nowhere close to what I heard. It is a total inability to create a note. The mind is strong but the vocal cords are not willing.

The other day Rob came out of the bedroom with the guitar and the tablature to our favorite one and announced that we were going to learn it. I told him that I can't sing and I an old enough to know that it's beyond my capabilities. No delusions here. Rob looked at me and said (with a straight face and truly meant it) "you have a great singing voice". I laughed when he said that and replied "it's only because you love me so much".

So, there I am, singing along with Rob and I felt like one of those dubbed Japanese movies. In my head I am forming the notes just as I heard them; but what is coming out of my mouth is something totally different and definitely NOT in synch with what my brain is trying to do.
Even though I sounded like a cat in heat, howling away, I had a very nice time and think that when Mom and Rob are singing along my caterwauling won't stand out too much.