I realize this post is probably incredibly socially inpet, but I just received the highest praise I can imagine, and I want to share it.
I was wandering around the house singing songs I’d just heard, and my 14-year-old son said, “Mom, why don’t you sing songs on the radio?” I was sure he MUST have been being sarcastic, so, in order to be sure of his tone I asked, “What did you just say?” He said, “Seriously, Mom, you should sing songs on the radio!”
Granted, he IS a sweetheart, but realize this was coming from a . . . TEENAGE . . . BOY . . . to his MOTHER . . . who was walking around the house singing randomly. I think it’s one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received and something I will treasure.
Don’t worry. Not only will I not let it go to my head, but you may also rest assured that I have no plans to pursue a recording contract! The air waves are safe (well . . . from me at least). Sorry, I have no control over the actions of Paris Hilton.