Well people,
I am home again, in my little cottage in my neck of the world, sipping a Shandy. Yep that is right, on my way back from anther meeting with my lawyer, i stopped off and got a Shandy Beer to celebrate the failure of the meeting.
To think that I missed my girl T's B-day so I could schlep all across Manhattan only to stand in front of the friggin lawyers door for an hour and half before the secretary came and opened the office. I could have been in the basement at this very time watching Cassie while glueing and sticking invitation parts together. I could be plotting getting T absolutely drunk right now.
No, I was sweating in the hot Manhattan air, I decided to stop off and have lunch with my fav. aunt and uncle, but I called and I guess they couldn't answer. It was impromptu anyway so I took my ass back to CT, and bought some beer. Don't judge me! I have every right to drink at two in the afternoon.
So Happy B-day to T from Baby and I, wish we could be there but can't (trust me I do). Drink enough for the both of us... But don't eat enough for the both of us because then you would have to do so much cardio and after seeing your routine (still feeling the pain girl) I wouldn't wish double of that on you. So enough ranting...Happy B-day and love you soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much and miss you guys already
(don't judge me, I can love my girl if I want to in a not gay way, get your friggin minds out of the gutter!)
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thanks for the card. that was sweet. we're missing you here.
- d & t
how about y'all move back down to b'more? uncle b, i know you were never here permanently to start with but we'll still welcome you back =)
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