A random sampling of text messages that I have either received from people or sent out to people lately:

“Just Sayin!”

“GURU! That’s the word I was looking for last night!”

“Send me a text.”

“Every day is a Misty day.”

“Nevah!”

“Hey Scandles, Whatcha doin?”

“Lookin hot to DEATH up against that fence my friend.”

“Keep Saturday night open!”

“Texting u.”

“Nothin, just hangin out with myself…”

“Maverick to Goose, come in Goose!”

“We should just say screw it and do bong hits instead.”

“Hurry up and get on Yahoo!”

“Hahahaha! Reason #349!!!”

“Don’t ignore me girlie, I’m bored.”

“You’re killin me! Seriously, I’m dead after that.”

“Chillin woman, where you doin your damage tonight?”

“Ur damn right tiggins!”

“Today + Yesterday = You Suck!”

“Goose?  Talk to me!”

“I’m holla’n!!!”

“I’m hungry.”

“You should invite Dena, I wanna meet her.”

“There’s always partying to be done!”

“And? I am MORE important than meetings.”

“Will be there with bells on.”

“P.S. I know ur the one that kept putting Nickelback on the jukebox.”

“THAT SHIT WAS HILARIOUS!!!”

“Mom, do you know why I love you?  Because I sure do love a strong woman!”

Thanks buddy!  I love you too!!!

Today is my friend Dena’s birthday.  I say friend, but she is more than a friend, she is family to me.  I met Dena almost ten years ago, when I accepted a position at a construction company here, where she happed to also work.  By the third day there, we were friends.  It happened THAT quick.  One of us cracked a joke, and we both knew immediately that we could get along and had the same sense of humor.  We went to lunch every single day together, we hung out on weekends, our husbands got along great and were eerily similar in their love of golf, music, wrestling (no that’s not a joke), etc.  We got married within months of each other.  We also got pregnant within months of each other. 

We rarely agree on anything.  We have had our share of fights but they never last long (like not even twenty minutes).  We have been through a lot together and more than anything else… at the end of the day, we both know that if either one of us needed the other, everything would be dropped and we would be there - no questions asked.  Our kids fight like they are siblings - because they almost are.  She treats me and my kids like we are family and I do the same with her and her kids.  She is brutally honest, direct, stubborn as hell, passionate, unbending, opinionated, argumentative, and at times frustrating as hell… but these are all the things that I love about her, plus she makes a mean chili cheese dog, especially on your birthday.

I have such an enormous number of memories with Dena.  If you have been reading this blog for the last five years, you probably already know that, as she is included in almost every story that I tell.  More so than memories are the traditions we have created for us and our kids.  My lord do we have some traditions - the End of the Summer parties, Half Birthdays, Elf Droppings, Camping Trips, summers at the pool, Friday nights - the list is endless and I treasure that with her.  She is an amazing person to know and and even more amazing friend to have in your life.  I can’t wait to see what the next ten years bring for us and our kids - I am sure it will be quite a ride… a fun, fun ride!!!

Happy Birthday Dena - We love you!!! :party:

Peggy thinks that the father of my children is HOT.  She makes it a point to tell me that on the regular.  She also loves to add little notes to his photos on Flickr - all of which, CRACKS ME THE HELL UP.  It is one of the reasons that I love her.  She IS one of the people that I have met online that I plan on meeting in person one day… ALONE and NOT with Todd, of course.  I tell you all this, because a few minutes ago, my Yahoo IM popped up with a new message from her.  You can see for yourself.

In case you cannot read it, here is what it says:

Peggy BellaMommy: I’m sending Todd a replica of my vagina for his birthday.
soapbox.SUPERSTAR: He will love that.
Peggy BellaMommy: he can practice.
soapbox.SUPERSTAR: You are not right
Peggy BellaMommy: I know.
soapbox.SUPERSTAR: I’m blogging this.
Peggy BellaMommy: good but don’t effin spoil the surprise for him.
soapbox.SUPERSTAR: hahahahahaha!!!!
Peggy BellaMommy: 
Peggy BellaMommy: the attached note is going to say “DO WORK, SON!”
soapbox.SUPERSTAR: Perfect!

You can see why I love her, can’t you?

It’s what I had today and it’s what I have pretty much EVERY day.  Really I just needed to re-setup my moblogging on my Treo, since it was not working properly - you just got lucky and now know about my lunching habits.  You’re Welcome.

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