I just love my uke. I got it because after 2 years I finally realized I
don't live with Lindsey anymore. I have to make my own music. Despite
my lounge wear, a sickly voice (the worst part about being sick for me
is not being able to sing-it has been four weeks . . . ), and nails not
long enough to pluck very well, here is a little song for y'all.
