I just love seeing my friends. I want to just sing-song all morning “I’m having lunch with the Shi-ill.” But instead, I’m going to go get in the shower and get packed and get out of here.
See, and this is good, because I have to use up the gas in my rental car and we’ve decided to meet way yonder north, which will give me a chance to use some.
I’ve had a really good visit and I’m excited about the rest of it.
My toast is still not planned,but I think I’m just going to say something from the heart. I hate those long roasting toasts, because unless you can really pull it off, they end up just mean-spirited instead of funny. I’ve known the Super Genius since I was eighteen and she’s one of the most thoughtful, good-hearted people I know. And I just want to drink to that, to my dear friend finding happiness and someone who’s as ferociously on her side as she is on the side of the folks who love her.
I just feel lucky, y’all. I feel lucky and blessed to meet and know such cool and thoughtful people. And that’s been my whole week, meeting cool and thoughtful people.
I love you guys so much.
Not as much as I love Mrs. Wigglebottom, but pretty close…