happy. happy.

i wanted to wish my fabulous bestie a very, very happy 29th birthday ( a day late...i know...i'm pathetic...i was exhausted last night). yup. that's right. she's almost a whole year younger than me. i used to think that made me cool. to be older and all. what was wrong with me?

we are both flying into boston at the end of next week to celebrate our big days together. i am so excited. we are going to go to the spa. and chat. and eat- lots, i'm sure. and laugh. and visit with both our families- really, practically one big family. oh, and i'm sure there will be some sort of dance party/ "show" for us to put on, because that's how we roll.

we try to see each other at least once a year, but it's not nearly enough. and now that my dearest has moved to the midwest it may be even more difficult. but i assure you, we'll make it work. we always have. and you know what my favorite thing is? even though we don't see each other much, we always pick right back up where we left off.

we've been besties since we met in the 2nd grade. stephie moved to the cape and was put into my class. we didn't talk much, but i was captivated by the teeny-tiny girl in the pretty yellow dress. it was fate when one afternoon, after school, my mom took me to the beach to play for a bit and we saw stephie & her dad doing the same. and then it happened.....the thing that sealed the deal....and if you've ever been an 8 year old girl you'll understand completely.....we had on matching bathing suits. i mean, come on....and even though she was a foot shorter than me and as dark as i was light, we were twins....and besties.

so, my sweet, i am so excited to see you next week. we have so very much to catch up on. i hope you had the most lovely birthday. here's to at least 29 more....and by at least 29 more i mean at least 60 more....i'm going to need someone to get old and senile with. and of course, someone to move into the chancellor's house with and watch the h.n.m. on trampolines.....duh. i love you, glitzy diva.