Every morning I wake up with a song in my head. It's seldom the same one as the day or so before, and I never know why I'm thinking of such odd songs. Today's song is Rawhide. Go figure.
I've always sung to myself when doing mundane chores. Most of the time, I don't even realize I'm singing. I found out from my daughter's friend that, when they were young and playing in the house, they would sometimes pause in their play to listen to me. When I heard that, I was retroactively embarrassed, lol.
I've about had it with Winter. It just won't let go. I know it's fairly normal for Wisconsin to get snow in March, but that doesn't make me like it any more, or wish for Spring any less.
If they paused in their play to listen to you; but didn't tease you, you know they liked your singing! Sing on Ann..keep on singing! :)
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