Another year...

How many people can say they have a friend that:

took you into their family’s house half way though your senior year in high-school because your family decided that Tampa, Florida would be much nicer than Mountain View, Ca?

stays up late every night eating ice cream and watching you try to watch tv?

still hangs out you even though you make fun of all her dogs?

watches your cat for you while you’re traveling?

let’s you sleep in the same bed because you’re having nightmares after watching the movie: A Beautiful Mind?

let’s you sleep in the same bed just because you don’t get to see her very much as it is…so you might as well be close always?

makes fun of the fact that you have been known to sing in your sleep?

helps you move. Every year. For the last 7 years?

convinces you that you can sing…even though you really can’t…but knows that someday you will because you love doing nothing else?

didn’t like you when they first met you?

takes you on family vacations?

knows you’re the good daughter?

helps you design?

goes to all your shows?

cleans up your room in “Heartbreak Hotel”?

lets you be crazy. All the time, but treats you like your normal. Most of the time?

get’s mad that you’re bringing a pie?

help’s you find your easter basket?

watches that’s so raven with you?

lets you laugh about events in the office over and over and over?

shows you funny math jokes?

lets you bug them all day long?

has every class with you, works on shows with you, lives with you and you’re still friends?

helps show you that you’re not small?

teaches you how to fold your laundry?

teaches you to fly a kite?

takes you on your first sailing trip ever – at Shoreline?

takes you everywhere because you didn’t get your license till you were 18?

takes you to the airport at least 4 times a year?

makes Christmas cookies with you?

helps you with neat “parent” day gifts?

goes with you to the dermatologist because you think you have chicken pox again…and really it’s just adult acne?

understand the fact that you get pink eye every year?

knows how to avoid being “a hater”?

makes you a colorful box to remind you that you are colorful and not a dark bleak box?

tries to protect you from your stalker. Your real stalker that has made you afraid of living your own life?

can put her entire “face” on in the car while driving down Foothill Expressway?

takes care of your zits – in your ear?

helps plan your birthday party, even though, the required equipment may include: pepper spray and a tazer?


I do, and it’s her birthday today. I gave her a card similar yesterday at her birthday dinner, but I figured the world must now how great she is!


Happy Birthday Ashley.