Pump up the jams

I love singing. In the shower, in the car, to my dogs, in response to questions. Busting out jams is therapeutic. It doesn't matter whether you are particularly good at it as long as it makes your heart happy. My house is not filled with musical enthusiasts (unless of course you count my dog Pearl during the noon siren). Therefore, I have decided to share my ample love of belting tunes with the brave souls who traverse this blog. Sing along if you know it (no one is judging here).