That reminds me…I need to stay out of the sun…

While I was singing last night, I was looking around. This is what I do most of the time come to think of it. I get done with a song and wonder how I even got to the end of it…or if I even did. I mean…the song was over and no one was looking at me funny…so I must’ve sung at least some of the verses! I guess my performance is on such autopilot now, that I’ve found completely different activities to take part in with my mind while my body is doing it’s job! I was in the middle of singing a slow song one night and either the music was really low, or I was reading the lips of the people at a table 20 feet in front of me. All of a sudden I found myself singing, “really? Only $90 for a round trip plane ticket?” to the tune of “First time ever I saw your face.” … oops… My mistake! So tonight I was noticing that many women in their 40’s or so still have really great bodies but for some reason, their faces are over tanned, freckled and their hair is unnaturally blonde with black roots. Why is this, I wondered to myself…then I wondered if these women were actually my age and not in their late 40’s at all? I worried that this would happen to me! Would I lose all judgment one day and bleach my hair out and go overboard with the sun? I have been known to like a little tan periodically- nothing crazy, but a little color. I was going over and over it in my head. I actually sort of wished my body was as smokin’ as theirs but couldn’t figure out why they were wearing outfits that should’ve been on their teenaged daughters? I mean…I don’t think I’m there yet. But what if I am?…and I hope that when I’m their age, I’m that skinny!…not anorexic like the one woman because I sort of thought that she would’ve actually looked younger with a little bit of weight on her. Oh my God! Am I actually going to be striving to be healthy and thin beyond the point that it doesn’t matter if I’m thin anymore? Oh boy…I really should’ve just married the manic depressive when I was 24 and called it a day!…yeah…but he was a little off…and I’d likely be divorced…or he would’ve killed me or something. Oh geez… wait…what the heck song is this? Lyrics, someone get me some lyrics!… who would’ve thought that I would be saved from having a nervous breakdown by Abba? Thank you!

Note to self: periodically check to make sure you aren’t too tan, your clothes aren’t too youthful, and your hair isn’t white blonde! …and for God’s Sake, eat a sandwich or something!