A Third Wheel? Or A Spare Tire? Depends On Where You Sit.

Work Place Valentine's Eve - It's a special night. Full of anticipation on what fragrances and boxed chocolates tomorrow may bring. I am so giddy! As usual I have sent myself a gift. I have certainly come a long way since that single carnation two years ago. Tomorrow, I am sending...wait for it...a singing telegram! How awesome is that? I almost sent one for my birthday this year but I forgot. So move over receptionist's roses, here comes Hubert's Singing Gorilla.

The best part? I was able to write what Go-Go (the singing Gorilla) will sing. I thought about having him just sing "The Way We Were" but then knew it might make me cry, so instead I wrote this instructed to sing to the tune of "The Way We Were" -

Mmm. Mmm. Huuuuubert, light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor Huuuubert of the way we were. Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
smiles we give to one another
for the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then Hubert
or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
tell me would we? Could we?
Huuuubert, may be beautiful and yet
what's too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter we will remember
whenever we remember
the way we were Hubert.

Pretty clever, huh?