HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE!!!

Today is my old friend Michelles, 30th birthday!! Not that she's old, cuz as we all know, 30 is the new 20. No, it's just that she's been a friend since we were 15. You might remember the poem I had written for her about when we'd grow old together.
Anyway...have a super special day!! I wish I could be there to bring balloons to your door. Too bad she lives a million miles north. She's coming to see me in a month, and I just can't wait. I don't have a scanner, but today I'm going to take some pictures of some old photos to post on here of her and I.
Love you Chelle-Belle!

Last night Greg brought a book home he had found for the kids at the library...it's called..."The Stinky Cheese Man and other Fairly Stupid Tales". (substitute "silly")
by Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith
Here's a sample...
"Once upon a time there was a mother duck and a father duck who had seven baby ducklings. The seventh was a really ugly duckling. Everyone used to say, What a nice looking bunch of ducklings-all except that one. Boy, he's really ugly. The really ugly duckling heard these people, but he didn't care. He knew that one day he would probably grow up to be a swan and be bigger and look better than anything in the pond. Well, as it turned out, he was just a really ugly duckling. And he grew up to be just a really ugly duck. The End."
Ok, one more...
"Once upon a time there was a Prince. And this Prince's dad and mom (the King and Queen) somehow got it into their royal heads that no princess would be good enough for their boy unless she could feel a pea through one hundred mattresses. So it should come as no surprise that the Prince had a very hard time finding a princess. Every time he met a nice girl, his mom and dad would pile one hundred mattresses on top of a pea and then invite her to sleep over. When the princess came down for breakfast, the Queen would ask, How did you sleep, dear? The princess would politely say, Fine, thank you. And the king would show her the door. Now this went on for three years. And of course nobody ever felt the pea under one hundred mattresses. Then one day the Prince met the girl of his dreams. He decided he better do something about it. That night, before the princess went to bed, the Prince slipped his bowling ball under the one hundred mattresses. When the princess came down for breakfast the next morning, the Queen asked, How did you sleep, dear? This might sound odd, said the princess. But I think you need another mattress. I felt like I was sleeping on a lump as big as a bowling ball. The king and queen were satisfied. The Prince and Princess were married. And everyone lived happily, though maybe not completely honestly, ever after. The End."
:)