Monday, July 31, 2006

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I was asked yesterday morning after the assembly if I was willing to give voice lessons to someone in Owasso.

After I picked myself up off the floor...;), I assured her that, no, I was certainly not qualified to give voice lessons, and that I, in fact, was planning to search for someone to take lessons from.

So today I'm at the tag agency in Owasso and, much to my surprise, next door is a voice and piano lesson studio. I went in, talked to the lady, and now I'm set for at least (4) 30 minute lessons during the month of August.

I just hope she doesn't make me sing opera.


Theresa said...

who cares about opera, dude... hope she doesn't make you sing show tunes! :)

"The hills are alive.... with the sound of music...."

Mike Morton said...

Voice lessons, huh? Well, good luck with that! I always felt unconfortable singing in front of someone as their watching you and thinking to themselves, "Gosh this guy's bad." But that was just me... and I WAS Bad. Still have my moments though. Strange, though, that I don't feel that way when I'm singing on Sundays. Hm...

Anonymous said...

Gee Shane maybe she'll teach you how to make Monster Truck and Motorcycle sounds or better yet how to yodel!