So I'm making breakfast for SM this morning and I'm humming.
"You know...I notice that you always hum when you cook." SM observed. "Connie does that too." He adds referring to my Sister-In-Law.
I paused, spatula in the air and considered this. "I remember my Grandma S always hummed too. I can't remember if my Mom does." I go back to flipping his eggs. "I don't think so."
I tossed his eggs onto some toast slathered with Miracle Whip Lite, added some bacon and lettuce and another piece of toast. Cut it in half...Instant Breakfast Sandwich.
"I don't think I hum doing anything else though. You know, like cleaning or laundry. Just cooking." I set the plate before him. "I wonder why that is?"
"Maybe because you're happy?" SM says taking a bite. "I know I'm happy when you cook."
What say you out in Bloggerville? Do you whistle (or hum or sing) while you work?