Pop Star

So, Dave has a habit of disappearing on me.

Yesterday, when Dave had gone on an errand for the factory, I looked at my watch and wondered to myself, "Why is Dave taking 2 hours to get labels? Strange..." Because driving in Guatemala is like adult real-life bumper cars, my first thought always turns to an accident (and considering Dave's driving, er, habits, this is not a big stretch, and I mean that in the nicest, most loving way possible). Anyway, eventually Dave showed up and over lunch the story unfolds.

Dave, totally nonchalantly begins, "So, I was on the radio today."

"What?" both my Dad and I yelp.

"Yeah, they were having a singing competition at McDonald's and these people pulled me off the street and I had to sing some song."

"What song?"

" I don't know, some song about kids... I guess everyone knows it here, but they had me read the words and sing along."

"What about the tune?"

Dave says, "Oh, I just made it up."

So apparently David won, although the competition was fierce (a couple of fourteen year old's just didn't have what it takes, I guess). And really, for anyone who came to my wedding, this would come as no surprise after his masterful rendition of "I'm gonna love you, forever and ever, Amen" by the one and only, Randy Travis.

So anyway, the man won! I was hoping for news of a record deal, or $1,000.00, something, thinking that those baby blues of his must have made an impression.

Well, he got a kiddy cone-- though make no mistake, there was absolutely no disappointment on Dave's part.