How I Suddenly Became a Crooner

  Ok, so I still have one more day to take a mental break from writing as I spend the last few hours with my family.  However, I totally have to tell you how I suddenly became part of the Crooner family.  This will be short and sweet. 
 
  What is a crooner you ask?  A Crooner is an American nickname given to a male singer of 1920s to 1950s. Mostly from the Great American Songbook. A Crooner can be a single artist or a group of artists.  He is normally backed by a ful orchstra or bigband. "Crooner" was originally an sarcastic term denoting what was perceived as a pretentious, sentimental singing style.   At least, I hope I have that right.
  
  ANYWAY...

   I haven't seen my youngest cousin in four years.  She is 12.  I have done all I can in my power to stop her from becoming a teenager.  No luck thus far.  I have had the pleasure of spending quality time with her emptying  box after box of Dr. Pepper.  She loves her Dr. Pepper like me.  I love Dr. Pepper.  Dr. Pepper loves me.   
  
   One night, as we poured our soul in to Lifetime movies, we found ourselves at the pit of the Dr. Pepper box.  You know, the kind of box where you have to dig into the abiss and reach with all your might?  Yeah, that kind.  I noticed a look of concern as she pulled out the last Dr. Pepper.   I didn't respond because, well, I was totally in the Dr. Pepper zone.  " Um.. Megan??"  My cousin said with a worried tone. " Um.. yes Mikayla?"  I replied.  Looking at me at the corner of her eye and with a soft voice she whispered " We are out of Dr. Pepper".  A moment of silence bestowed upon us.  I was speechless, suddenly feeling like I was eight years old again knowing I was going to be busted for sneaking in the refridgerator for a soda... or two... or three or.... a whole box??

     We stood there for a minute.  It seemed like an eternity.  Elevator music would have been the perfect epic theme. Oh my goodness, we just drank all the Dr. Pepper, I said to myself.  I can hear the fizzing of this miraculous concoction of 23 flavors flowing over my ice cubes.            

     "Well Mikayla, there is only one thing to say, I'll just simply ask, WOW who drank all the Dr. Pepper?"  Yeah, that would do the trick.  Act as if you know nothing of this disappearing act of such goodness.  I figured that would be the end to our sugary fiasco.  All of a sudden I hear my cousin say " THE CROONERS!!  The Crooners drank all the Dr. Pepper"   I glanced at her and questioned these "crooners".  " Wait, who are the Crooners"?  I said with a mouthful of frothy ice.  With such virtuousness she says " I don't know, I just read it off grandpa's CD he has laying there".   I looked over and low and behold there on the counter laid a CD titled "The Crooners".

   I simply said " Mikayla.... that'll work..they are part of this family you know"  Haha.
 We sure do make a good team!!! :)

Hmmm, Dr. Pepper cupcakes.  I better pre heat the oven STAT :)