Truth is, I've always surrounded myself with smart girls. Witty women. Smart, sassy sisters. It's just how I roll.
Christine, Alisa & Sheila
The blond on the left? Supersmart and celebrating her birthday today. If you can look past our bad taste in perms and the sad sprout growing overhead, you can see it in her eyes: Her future was bright.
Sheila, me & ChristineSo, here's to you, Mrs. Parker. Thank you for everything I took from our time together, and the way you continue to inspire me to be more.
Happy birthday, Christine!
PS: I looked high and low and tore apart my craft room this morning, searching for our Hans & Franz pictures from camp. (Mentally ill, who?) No luck today, but soon I will
embarrass us properly put those girlie men to shame.