But it happened 4 times yesterday! First, when Monkeygirl called me and rushed through the birthday song (the general effect was that it sounded like "Happy Barbecue.")
Then my sweetie came home and had composed a multi-verse birthday rap, complete with human beat-box.
Then I got a long-distance call from Oregon with a large portion of sweetie's family also singing the birthday song.
Then, after dinner with pops, there was band practice, where the girls sang me their new "Who smelt it, dealt it" song in honor of my birthday.
All in all, a pretty good birthday for someone whose breathing sounds like a Volkswagon Vanagon.
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