Today's Adventure

Here’s some pictures from today’s adventure. For those who don’t know, yesterday afternoon I had a call from my Dear friend, Rita, asking me if I would be willing to sing the National Anthem for an appearance by Hillary Clinton at Covelesky Stadium (home of the South Bend Silverhawks). Without much time to get nervous, I agreed. Here’s the proof! (disclaimer: participation in this event does not constitute an endorsement on the part of Melissa Baldwin. Side bar: although I must say she is much softer in person and not as cold as her television persona)

Shaking Hillary's Hand

Announcement...

Tomorrow I will be singing the National Anthem at Coveleski Stadium for Hillary Clinton. I just found out about this a couple hours ago and so I'm a little stressed...what do I wear for instance? It's a daytime gig in a ballpark and it should be about 50-55 degrees. Not to mention my bronchial dilemma. I think I'll go to bed now and get some good sleep!

Also...right before our Hillary visit, Isaac has his opening day game for baseball. He will be pitching!

Something tells me...

... that maybe I should be careful what I'm rocking out to in the car.

Hmmm, could it be the little four-year-old running around the house singing the lyrics to Carrie Underwood's Before He Cheats?

I mean...come on, at least she's not singing Lady Marmalade...I have a neice that does that. Although I'm pretty sure she doesn't know what those French words actually mean.

My Miniature Diva...

Dashboard Confessional

Love this song...love this video because it's shot at the Hotel Del Coronado where I used to perform every Christmas season with Lamb's Players...the round building with the deck out front is the Grand Ballroom with windows all the way around. It is beautiful at Christmas.

I Think I Can

Emma's 2nd grade class had their music performance today. Enjoy!

Dance Like No One's Watching

Ok...I tried to sneak up on them with my small camera but obviously it didn't work. Still cute though...singing and dancing in their sleep-shirts...practicing for those teenage slumber parties, I guess.