I will never forget one of the first mornings of my marriage to the fabulous John Scalzi, a/k/a the Weather Muffin.
He woke up at his normal time of 5 a.m. and while I heard him get out of bed, I just rolled over, snuggled up and prepared to drift back to sleep. Within about one minute I heard it. I heard him in the shower belting out the ridiculously happy, way-too cheery tune – Zippity Doo Dah. I don't remember exactly what that tune was from – something about Brer Rabbit and Uncle Remus and a briar patch.
Anyway, I remember thinking as I lay there. Uh oh. Houston, we have a problem. Was he going to do this every morning? Was I doomed to start my day, whether I wanted to or not, listening to Disney tunes sung by an Italian weatherman?
An interesting thing happened as I continued to listen to him. I started smiling. I remember I started bobbing my head and tapping my toes against the bedcovers in time to the music. I actually started singing along with him! And I suddenly realized that I was feeling pretty darned happy! It was then that it occured to me that if my biggest complaint about my husband was that he unabashedly sang happy songs from the shower every morning – then oh how lucky would I be.
When he came out of the shower, I remember casually saying to him, "You sing because you're happy, right, honey?" He looked at me and without a moment's hesitation replied, "No. I'm happy because I sing."
It's now almost 16 years later. And just today, as I sat watching my Sunday news programs, I heard John outside in the front yard working on whatever project he had going today. And of course, he was singing as he worked. And of course, it made me smile.
And it made me think. What if, 16 years ago, I had decided that his singing was not a good thing? What if I had decided that it was annoying and he shouldn't make so much noise – especially early in the morning? What would our lives look like today. Would we be as happy? Would we even still be together?
Well, I don't know about all that. I DO know, however, that I caught his singing habit. And today we are one singing, dancing, toe-tapping, head-bobbing couple. And we are happy. And who am I to say which came first?
From your very happy motivational speaker, Linda Larsen