Who's Bed Have Your Boots Been Under?

Karaoke.  For some, the word makes them cringe.  For others, it makes them smile.  I actually admire those people that can get up there and make a fool out of themselves and not care one bit.  Even more, I admire those folks that can get up there and really belt it out -- and sound good.  For me, I love to karaoke... in the privacy of my own home.  I have spent hours in front of my video on demand screen singing song after song.  I realize this probably makes me sound like a dork, but hey, the truth is the truth!!  I've also sang while cleaning the house.  The only trouble is after one song is done, you have to choose your next song.  But, it provides a nice break during the cleaning.
Anyway, the whole point of this is to say...  The other day Travis and I went to a relative's 57th Wedding Anniversary.  Wow!!  What a feat!!!  I was amazed already, but when I arrived at this shindig -- these folks really knew how to party.  The couple being celebrated were 73 and 75 years old.  And, they both cut a rug all night long.  The lady, especially, danced to nearly every single song.  I was out of breath after just one!!  In fact, she dragged Travis out on the floor for two songs.  Travy is not much of a dancer, and you could tell he was un-com-fort-a-ble.  However, after all of the dancing festivities were through, they dragged out the ole' karaoke machine to sing a few...  I am sure you can see where this is going.  One of the ladies dragged me to front of the room to sing - you guessed it - Shania Twain's "Who's Bed Have Your Boots Been Under."  Verdict: Not half bad.  I might do it again sometime.  But, I much prefer my living room where I can belt it out without even having to think twice.