Dear Neighbors,
By know I’m sure I have you believing that I’m the successful Broadway star that lives downstairs on days that I’m not amazing crowds in New York City.
I don’t blame you. Sometimes I actually believe it myself when I stare into my mirror and belt out the soundtracks to Funny Girl and Les Miserables with full force and support from my diaphragm.
The truth is, I’m no Broadway star. At least not one in real life. You can’t believe it, I know. It’s an easy mistake to make. So I’m sorry to disappoint you but you won’t be receiving free tickets to my next big production because the only productions happening are the ones in my bedroom that you get the pleasure of listening to through our shared walls.
But believe me, I appreciate your applause. That is what you’re doing when you bang on my walls, am I right?
Sincerely,
Kaitlyn
"when you bang on my walls..."
ReplyDeleteYes. yes. yes.. that's EXACTLY what they're doing.
I expect us to sing very loudly in public in a few weeks, deal? I'm thinking the mall.
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DeleteIf we can find this pump, we're famous. I have no doubt.
I wish I could sing, too!..as does my husband ;)
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