Happy Birthday

Today at the precise moment, at that magic time when I know for the rest of my life I will look at my watch and know exactly where I was in 2004, I was in the restroom at our local diner negotiating a heated argument as to who could actually reach the soap. And this makes perfect sense because you see last week neither could, and today everyone is just a bit taller, being one year older and such.


Happy birthday Kate,





Happy birthday Mary.