I’m on my second cup of coffee and humming and laughing to myself as I write this. You see, when I was little I thought I could sing.
Like really, really sing.
Like call me an agent, I’m available for a record label type of singing.
I would sit in the back of my parents’ station wagon with the seat put down and my brothers and sisters as my audience and belt out song after song.
My repertoire was wide and varied. I sang anything from Amazing Grace to I’m a Little Teapot with my own special twist….
Bless my heart.