Remember that one little nerve I told you about that was the sole survivor of 2009? Well, it lost a lot of its friends due to the number of hours our family spent in a car last year. We traveled from Boston to Louisiana back to Boston and then back to Louisiana and then we made another trip to Kentucky and back for good measure in 2009. Many of those miles I logged as the only person in the vehicle who had two digits in my age. That’s a lot of time in a confined space with little people. Now, I love those little people and enjoy spending time with them…but they know where my buttons are and how to push them. (I almost said “how to ‘mash’ them.” That’s how we’d say it in South Carolina.) My youngest son knows that if he makes random sounds repetitively for a long enough period of time, my skin will eventually melt off my face, my eyeballs will implode, and I will beg him to stop. He takes great pleasure in this knowledge. On the other hand, it makes me want to jerk up my skirt and scream.
So a couple of nights ago I finally got around to watching the finale of “The Sing-Off” that we TiVo’d last year. Bobby McFerrin was a special guest. I LOVE Bobby McFerrin! He’s more than just “Don’t Worry, Be Happy,” you know. He’s truly an amazingly talented musician. Watch this:
As I watched I was grooving along at first, “oohing and ahhing” at Bobby’s talent, when all of a sudden I was overwhelmed with a great sense of empathy and compassion for Bobby McFerrin’s mom. I wonder if she ever turned around in the car on a road trip and told Bobby that if he didn’t stop making that noise she was going to lose her ever-loving mind. Suddenly I had an overwhelming urge to tell Bobby McFerrin to hush for a minute so his mama could make just one complete thought in her tired head. And I may have felt a little guilty for not encouraging my son in what could very well turn into a talent that may serve him well one day. Nah, I’m just kidding about that last part. I’m still going to tell him that Mama’s nerve said to sit still and be quiet while she’s trying to get through town during rush hour. He’ll just have to practice his talent in his room.