For many years, on my birthday, Mom calls my house and leaves a message on the answering machine, singing "Happy Birthday" to me. (I think she just did it one time, out of the blue because I missed her call, but I loved it so much, she's done it every year since.) I absolutely love it; it's so sweet and makes my birthday truly special. My "big day" is never complete until I listen to my song.
I dread the birthdays after Mom is gone, so that's why I asked her to let me record her singing to me (cuz I'm just that morbid!) Mom cheerfully agreed!
Before you hear the result, I have to give you a little background. Believe it or not, when I was a little girl, I was a real chatterbox! By the age of 5, my dad had affectionately nicknamed me "Barbara Jean, The Talking Machine." So, here's my song: Happy Birthday to Me!
Thanks for the present (reading my blog; it's always a treat to have your company :)
Thanks for the present (reading my blog; it's always a treat to have your company :)
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P.S. Have you seen or heard from Blue Violet, of A Nut in a Nutshell, lately? She seems to have dropped off the face of the planet. Please let me know if you know where she might have gone...Thanks.
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