Oh hey there Internet... I want to let you in on a little secret. You can't tell anyone ok? Mostly because we don't want to wreck the hopes and dreams of millions of people who put all their eggs into the "singer" basket. Ok? Ok.
S and I have this thing... Well, it's one of our many things... But this is, like, THE thing; we like to sing. Not only do we sing, we harmonize... And tonight!!!, we did our first mash-up (#epicdreams).
This mash-up blended super old songs that brought back feelings of nostalgia with less old songs that brought us back to our teen years (those are still pretty old songs but don't you dare comment on it). You want to know what they were? Should I tease you a bit first? Give you a taste and then pull back?
Nah, you’re right. I’m no good at those games. So, without further adieu... the title. Drumroll please............................... The Glamorous Sam-ie.
Think Barry Manilow’s song Mandy blended perfectly with Fergie’s Glamorous! Ya, that happened. And it was epic.
As I began to sing a very personalized version of Mandy, S mumbled something along the lines of “oh, this one is my favourite”, and I didn't quite get what she meant until she showed me something wonderful. Four(?) blissful years ago, when S and I first met, I was having a rough day at work, and she could see it. Apparently, I have created a habit of writing notes to people (usually inappropriate, but there are fleeting moments of hilarity).
So here is to throwing it back, mashing it up, and taking full advantage of the fact that we are single and able to be complete fools at every possible moment.
Here is to you, S. May your day be ever filled with notes from me because for Fuck’s sake.....
