my life as a musical

I love musicals.
Love them like a piece of chocolate cake with fudge icing. When I sit in a theatre, or in front of a movie screen, and life is put to song and dance, I feel giddy like a teenager with her first crush.
You know how t.v. shows always begin with a theme song, and then with each cast member their names are shown and the camera closes in on catching them in a frivolous act, and suddenly they stop and smile? So, when I was little, I thought maybe, just maybe there was a t.v. show about my life somewhere in the world, so every once in awhile I would stop and smile. At the invisible camera catching me while I brushed my teeth.
Even at a young age, I knew, life should always happen to a song.
As an adult, not much has changed. I mean, I do now know that I am not part of a secret tv show being filmed, but I do still think my life should not be without a song and dance attached.
My husband has learned this about me, and has even begun to submit to my ways.
For example….I’m trying to decide what to eat for dinner. I begin to hum a little diddy…
“I’m so hungry…oh so hungry….life is so hard when I don’t know what to eat….
What, oh what should I be eating? I’m so hungry, life is hard…”
And then if I’m really into the moment, jazz hands get thrown in, and I sing it in falsetto and hope Jimmy will join in. It took some time, but now he does. Although, in case his friends are reading…not really. But really, he does.
“I don’t know Summer, I don’t know Summer, I don’t know what tell you to eat. Please relax though, just relax though, life is hard when you are hungry…”
Whatever, it’s weird. I know.
But, since I don’t have Broadway knocking on my door, I have to use my talent somehow.
Another way I make my life a musical is in the car, where I keep my collection of broadway show tunes. When I pop Chicago in the player, I become Roxy Hart. And I am not kidding. I am really Roxy Hart. I’ve even had people pull up next to me and mouth, “Roxy? Is that you?”
And I shake my head in complete modesty, and say, “No no, but your not the first to make that mistake.”
One last way I make life a musical in in the moments that call for a well known song. You know where somebody unknowingly says a line like, “Please, don’t go.” And you can’t help (by you I mean me) but belt out, “Please don’t go girrrrrllllll….”
Ya, so I’m not quite sure where I’m going with this other than I thought why not share some totally and utterly weird and embarrasing about myself.
So, there you go. Mock me…just make sure to do it in song.
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Comments

  1. Funny…and that explains the whole “Don’t cry for me, blog readers” song and dance.

  2. Life as a musical…I love it. And I especially love that your hubby joins in with you!

  3. this made me laugh! thanks 🙂 ps. I bought some hanes white tanks! they are amazing!

  4. I will not mock you b/c I have wished so many times for real life to be a musical. I LOVE musicals. On stage. On the big screen. They are just awesome.

    And knowing this about just makes me love you even more.

  5. This is too funny. When I was a little kid I used to imagine myself as the main character in an ongoing novel. So occasionally I’d narrate the story out loud (quietly, to myself, cause even then I knew it was sort of nuts).

  6. Too funny!

  7. It maybe a genetic thing. I do the exact same thing .

    Love
    Aunt Rochelle

  8. I actually loved it!! And, identified whole-heartedly! I’m an improviser too …and whatever is around me is a noteworthy piece of a song. I consider myself a children’s song writer and think often that I should carry around a mini-recorder because I never remember all of the songs I make up and my daughter will ask me to sing so and so and I have no idea what she is talking about because the music came and went and I’ve moved on…….keep living life like your in a musical…how wonderful.

  9. I get you.

    I do this, too. Except not so much to musical theatre. I make up my own works to songs I like, or songs stuck in my head… Pop, Rock… whatever.

    Was there really a ‘don’t cry for me blog readers’ song and dance?

  10. Now that I’m a mom I can make up songs like no body’s business! My 2 year old even starts in with “I love you tomorrow” when I tell him we’ll do something tomorrow! I too will live in the musical that is life right along with you!

  11. When I was a young child, I used to live for the moments when I had the house to myself and I could perform full-scale musicals playing and singing all the parts myself. We had a great staircase leading to a foyer that was perfect for my grand entrances and I would sing as I slowly descended the staircase. My favorite was “Camelot.”

  12. I break into song quite often. Little ditties…youbetcha. It just makes life so much more bearable, dontchathink?

    <3

  13. So funny! I am freakishly, right there with ya’. I make up songs about everything. I am also a fan of the tv intro, stop and smile. My dream came true my senior year in HS when I was on the cable show for school each month & the intro was exactly that… oh there’s lacey, just being super candid and “Oh, what? Where’d that camera come from? Head tilt and big smile!” LOVE it.

    Oh & the new love is super fun! I went out on the “official” first date with him last night & it was perfection. Eek, makes me squeal!

  14. I love this! At least you don’t have random songs going through your head at all hours of the day! I once even found myself huming to the tune of the (cartoon)Jetson’s theme song in my head 🙂

  15. I so do the same thing. And I guess this makes sense, since I was a musical theatre major in college.

    Us weirdo lives-set-to-musicals gals gotta stick together.

    Aaaand “Together At Last” (from Annie) just popped into my head.

    See?

  16. You never know, you could be being Punked by Ashton or even on Candid Camera…is that even still around? Or who knows, maybe your hubby oculd be secretly filming you and posting those videos on another blog somewhere! HA
    Hey it could happen!

    I love music and musicals and singing and dancing too, I wonder if it’s in the genes?

  17. Do you have a tune that goes along with your blog name then? I’d enjoy a performance of that.

  18. I’m all about life to music too. Right now my soundtrack is Mamma Mia with all that great Abba music. The other day was tough so I updated my status with the lyrics to the chorus of Under Attack! It fit the mood perfectly.

    Now where’s my dance contract??

    Visiting from the workshop o’ Mama Kat.

  19. Mmhmm. And we continue to live mirrored lives…right down to the opening tv show stop and smile.

    Getting into the car in the rain WAIT, turn to camera aaaand smile.

    Looking for fruit in the produce section…go to grab that brocoli WAIT, turn to the camera aaand smile.

    And I make up songs to the tune of real songs like: You Stink So Bad sung to the tune of Farmer And The Dell:

    “You stink so bad
    YOU stink so bad
    I hate change diapers
    All day long
    And YOU stink so bad”

    The kids love them. 🙂

  20. everything is better in song!

  21. I remember back in HS when there were trendy coffee shops all over the place (before Starbucks, but a la Friends) and we’d go and hang out and “be” in a TV show. I don’t recall us breaking into song, though….

    And now I’m singing the Jetsons opening sequence…thanks Amber! =)

  22. Ah, I think I figured out how you found your way to my blog. It took me reading several posts before I read this one, but YOU HAVE A NEW FAN! (That should be read in the same tone of voice that you hear on the Price Is Right when they announce that the contestant is playing for A NEW CAR!)

    Anyways, love that you stopped by my blog, hope to see you around again real soon. My blog could use some good tunes.