Today is my birthday!
When I'm in a birthday group, I mouth the words, or sing them very, very softly. My inability to carry a tune makes me cringe.
I sing, actually sing, around my family and my closest friends. Only. With Maude I will belt out tunes with wild abandon. But if I don't know you really, really well, you will see me naked before you'll hear me sing.
I know I have written about this before, but being my birthday and all, I'm going to go ahead and indulge myself and tell the same story I have heard about myself 50 gazillion times.
My father can play a song on the piano by ear. Betty plays piano really well too. My brother can sing at least passably. And I have never, since the time I could talk, been able to carry a tune.
Before I realized this, though, one of my favorite games as a child was hey, guess this song!
As in, "Mama, guess what song this is!"
"HmmMM hm hmmmhmm hmm hhhmmm."
"Um. You are my sunshine?"
"No. Listen! Hmm hm hmmm mmmm hmm hmmmm."
It was never hummed the same twice, and it was never remotely recognizable as song.
"Mmm hmmm mmmm hmm hmmmm."
Being parents who wanted to play along, however, they did their best.
"Twinkle twinkle little star?"
I would give them an eye roll and a duh! look. Like, parents, are you really that slow?
"Nooo! It's happy birthday!"