…you really look great tonight…you color up my life!
What up, guys? It’s Kate’s birthday. I gab about her all the time, and how awesome she is, and how she’d cut a bitch if I needed her too, but also could copy edit your book into a masterpiece. She’s shiny, pretty, funny, and makes a good sandwich and a good vodka tonic.
Happy Birthday, Katie. I miss you. Your present(s) is on its way. In the meantime, please enjoy this joke:
A blond woman calls her boyfriend, and says, “Hey, can you come over and help me do this puzzle? It’s really hard.” The boyfriend says, “Sure, what is it a puzzle of?” The girlfriend says, “It’s supposed to be a tiger, it says.”
So the boyfriend goes over, sees the pieces scattered all over the table, and says, “Oh hun. First of all, this is never going to resemble a tiger. Secondly, let’s grab a cup of coffee and I’ll help you put the frosted flakes back in the box.”
I love you, sorella. Enjoy your day.
This is my friend Liz. It’s her birthday, today. This is her at her wedding, obviously. She’s pretty down to Earth, as you can see. Cool as a cucumber, she keeps me calm at work, she entertains me at events, and she coaches with me on the weekends, making five year old soccer that much more bearable. She’s funny, she’s smart, she is great to work with. Basically, she’s downright delightful.