Dixon Details

Today I went to the dentist.

Oh, it was fine.

Zero cavities

thank you very much.

I do, however,

have a cracked tooth

that needs a bit of attention.

Weird, I know.

Anyway.

As I was sitting in the chair

the very familiar
Wilson Phillips

tune

"Hold On"

began to play.

Don't know the song? Click here.

I was instantly taken back to 5th grade.
Marie Hughes Elementary.

Talent Show.

I had practiced with my

"group"

for weeks.

We were to perform

{read dance and sing}

to this, like, totally awesome song.

And then

three days before the show

Marlene, Shannon and Diane

Kicked.Me.Out.

I still harbor bitter feelings.

Yep.

I was crushed.

Luckily

for me, not them

my parents are wicked creative

and would do anything to see me succeed.

And that I did.

It was a talent of the comedic element

not serious as I once thought.

Me.

"Playing" the guitar.

And, of course, my guitar teacher

ahem, fake, ahem

always wanted me to "record"

{read press play on my radio}

my performances.

Begin: Malagueña
I played . . .

. . .er . . .sorta.
And ate a sandwich.
And pulled scarves out of my guitar.

And stretched a bit.

It.was.awesome.

And you better believe

I got first picks of tether ball on the playground

for the next two weeks.

And first place in the talent show . . .

That's how awesome my parents are.

All that while getting my teeth polished.

Seriously.
Welcome to my mind.

Picture via here.