Some friends don’t get enough credit for being the amazing people they are.
I talk to Mandy for hours and could talk to her for hours more.
She’s an amazing woman who I am lucky enough to call a friend.
I love you, sweetheart.
Oh good morning. I didn’t see you there as I casually held up my Dunkin Donuts pumpkin coffee!
I hope you all have a splendid morning; I know *I* will now that I have my
Cheers to my fellow up-at-3:15am-ers. This one’s for you!
Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight…
I’m setting up camp in cootie central with Mandy. There are meds, blankies, the ER on speed dial, and if she turns into a zombie, she’s promised to not munch on my brainpan.
I have no pictures of you. This is unfortunate, and totally killing my picture post in honor of a birthday average.
Today is your birthday, and it kills me that I can’t celebrate with you by stuffing cake into our faces, but we will soon.
You are my wonder twin, my pale sister, the snark to my sass. I couldn’t imagine my life without you, so I’m glad you’re holding off on that dying thing.
I love you lots, sugar. Happy, happy, happy birthday.
Mandy is the best person alive.
Hmm, okay. I had to think about this because I want to meet EVERYONE! But here goes!
Okay. Moving on to the other 6…
I treasure my girlfriends. Pretty sure I’d be lost without you ladies. This smile is for you.
Special thanks to Sandy for providing distractions, to Mandy for providing me the calorie count for Qdoba chicken tacos, and to Beth for listening and loving me.
…to the wedding of mylibraryvoice & notyouraverageharlot.
Ms. libraryvoice and Ms. harlot became engaged when Ms. libraryvoice told Ms. harlot that her legs looked phenomenal. Ms. harlot responded with an enthusiastic marriage proposal and an offer to introduce Ms. libraryvoice’s ex to the business end of her stiletto.
Booze and candy accepted as wedding gifts.