benni

happy birthday, Carin.

in the chaos surrounding my whirlwind tax filing/ paying/ sobbing/ panicking/ relief, i did not call you today... i thought i would swing by your house later in the evening, take you out, "schmooze" you, as it were...

and then time slipped by...

and then it got so late, i was afraid to knock on your door.

i dont know if you read this...

but godammit, happy birthday. you are my longest love... and i miss you...

we have to celebrate.

i will get ahold of you.

sooooooo... hold your breath. and get ready.

love you, ladypants.