The open road

Yesterday I was able to do something that I haven't done in a very long time. My boss is on vacation this week so he left me his Tahoe because I had to make a trip to Chattanooga to set up for the AIA Conference. I left yesterday set with 308 songs on my Ipod and I was ready to sing my heart out. And that's exactly what I did. I actually enjoy road trips by myself, it's nice to have your thoughts to yourself and not have to fight over the radio or a movie for that fact. I sang anyhting from 311 to Chris Tomlin to Little Big Town to Justin Timberlake (did I just admit that) you name it I sang it. I will say that my favorite song to pretend I can sing to is the new song by Carrie Underwood Before He Cheats. Thakfully I've never had to experiene it but I'm not sure that I wouldn't have a similar reaction. I just love this song right now

Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond trim, and she's probably getting frisky...

right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey...

Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo...

And he don't know...

I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seat...

I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights, slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

Right now, she's probably up singing some white-trash version of Shania karoke..

Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk" and he's a thinking that he's gonna lucky,

Right now, he's probably dabbing 3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo...

And he don't know...

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seat,

I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights, slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

I might saved a little trouble for the next girl, Cause the next time that he cheats...

Oh, you know it won't be on me!

Ohh... not on me...

I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seat...

I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights, slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats. Ohh..

Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...

Ok, so it's not the classiest of songs but it lends itself to one heck of a car ride all out singing fest.

I told Marty that Mike's speaker had probably never been that loud and I made the comment that thank goodness no one could hear me singing. He then graciously reminded me that Mike has OnStar. Well, if they were listening in then they got one heck of a concert.