Shady Lady.

Hey, shady lady, you so pretty.  I already have two pairs of sunglasses all ready to go for Puerto Rico (I apologize, I will be talking about it endlessly), but if I didn't -- these pretties would be mine!  Aren't they killer?

What do you think about the shades I actually purchased?

I'm currently sitting here with kleenex shoved up my nostrils because I have to stop wiping my noise before I rub the skin raw.  [Nice visual, huh?]  But I keep sneezing and ruining the whole set-up.  I so rarely get sick and I managed to come down with a wicked cold six days before I leave for vacation.  Awesome!

You know what?  Ain't nothin gonna hold me down. 

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In other news, it's my oldest friend's 30th birthday today!!  Everyone, all together now, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANDREA!"

I met Andrea when I was a wee little fifteen year old while we were both in our high school's drama class.  We became fast friends and fourteen years later I can't imagine my life without her.  She's such a constant source of strength in my life and one of those friends that I know I will have forever. 

Remember that time you rolled out of the car YOU WERE DRIVING because a spider fell in front of your face??  Remember when we broke back into Best Buy to give that cute guy both of our phone numbers?  Remember when we basically watched some dude rob your neighbors and didn't do anything about it because we thought it'd be racist?  Or that night we painted that apartment?  Or that guy that kept talking about DaNILE not just being a river in Egypt?  New Year's Eve in New York City?  Driving down 141 to go to Fellini's and thinking that was a major get-away?  I.C.E?  The Hardee's parking lot in Charleston?  A cold library of ice?   T.G.I.Fridays and that very first night at the movie theatre?  Rewinding that She's So High cassette tape countless times and dancing?  Seeing Ms. Reeves on the side of the rode... and simply waving?  Smith, Smith, Smith, Smith?  Drew Barrymore?  Too many road trips they all blend together?  Boomboxes and hanging speakers around your neck?  That pretty blue Volvo?  And, best of all, all the tears and stories and laughter?

Thank you so much for being such a great friend; I'm very lucky and blessed to have you in my life.  You're more than a friend, you're family.