I come from a family of singers. So it was really no big surprise when I answered my phone last Thursday morning and was greeting with a rousing rendition of song. This went on all day long. Interspersed among happy emails, Facebook posts and texts were the songs. Always the songs. Have I mentioned that while my nearest and dearest all love to sing, it’s not really our best family traits? Yet nothing brings more joy to my heart then being serenaded with those croaking, squawking, caterwauling, very enthusiastic versions of “Happy Birthday.”
My last song of the day came with a cake and candles. Well…I’m guessing it was a cake, it tasted like a wonderfully decadent chocolate cake. (I actually think this was a rather adorable fix for a cake that refused to release from the pan) Have I mentioned what a wonderfully talented family I come from?
A day filled with cake and song…could it get much better? I’m planning on making this a great year!