Kyle: Dang. Now I'll have to get you something else! (Thanks for the birthday laugh, Kyle. I love you :)
Yes, it's that time of year. Today is my birthday. The bad part is that I am now an odd number, and I hate odd numbers, especially the number 47 (though 49 will be worse, I suppose.) Sheesh. Yuck. There's only one way to feel better about this...
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 almost 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!
So, here's Mom's song: Happy Birthday to Me!
And here is an awesome outtake--(Cooper kept crying over Mom's singing.)
Thanks for the present (reading my blog). It's always a treat to have your company :)