Tiny Car, Not a Train Station.

So.. I have something disturbing to tell you all. Something heart as heartbreaking as it is true.  Sometimes I am just TOO LOUD.

IN CAPS FOR EMPHASIS.

It's true, nonexistent readers of my humble blog. Sometimes there is a disconnect in my head of how small a place is and how loud my voice should be in proportion.  Sometimes even when my husband is right beside me I start yelling about something... Cause dammit, I'm excited and exciting things deserve VOLUME.  Now, this isn't a new problem. I've been told this for years by people close to me, most often my husband Kenneth.  Before that, friends and coworkers have often pulled me aside and said "Do you realize how loud you are?"

Now.. This ongoing problem has been around for a while. But I think I can trace it to my college years while I was in an intense vocal-centric environment. Most of you know, my bachelors is in Voice Performance. I'm a soprano.. And I sing loud.. but not crazy loud. Not like.. Not like loud that makes you make this face.

A GOOD LOUD. But I have some issue with this face because she looks like it's unpleasant. And everything I say when I'm loud is PLEASANT AND IMPORTANT. Maybe I should curb the CAPS LOCK.. It's sort of the same thing.

Things that make me loud:

1. Ghost Hunters (Or any ghost themed show.)
2. Candles that smell like food (Only food should smell like food.)
3. Kenneth in general 
4. Anything that gets me excited (Good conversation, pretzels, balloons.)
5. Bad Manners (If you are male, YOU OPEN THAT DOOR FOR YOUR WIFE DAMMIT!)
6. Confusing stores (Aisles should be evenly spaced and the items in them should make sense.)
7. Shows that start early or end late (MY DVR WON'T RECORD THOSE PRECIOUS MINUTES)
8. Any sort of alcohol (This just exacerbates the problem really.)

So.. If you're hanging out with me or typing with me online and I'm shouting or using CAPS LOCK excessively.. Just say "Cool it. We're in a tiny car, not a train station."

Remember.  TINY CAR.

Not a TRAIN STATION.


-Jess