You know how everyone sings in the shower or in the car? Well, make that everyone minus one.
I don’t sing. Ever.
And it’s in everyone’s best interest.
Because my voice is just that bad. I’m tone deaf and even I don’t want to hear myself mangling beautiful lyrics. That would be a horrible travesty and I prefer not to be responsible for such travesties if I can help it.
My daughter had her birthday this month and that means she had her birthday party this month. What THAT means is that she received birthday presents this month. And THAT has become the bane of my existence.
My daughter is one lucky girl and her life is full of amazing people who showered her with wonderful gifts. Alot of wonderful gifts. What sorts of gifts, do you ask? Umm, I wouldn’t know. I wouldn’t know because I haven’t let her open them yet. Sigh.
