She's a cute little thing with an occasional temper, a thing for muscular musicians, and she's finally hit that arbitrarily chosen year of significance. She's 21, folks! Happy birthday, JP, for yesterday!
You've saved my hide many a time concerning mathematics homework, and I've tried to touch yours plenty of times. I'm sorry for occasionally succeeding! You're a great girl and I've missed you. I'm sorry that I've been bundled up with one thing or another. I'll see you soon, I promise! My prayer for you this year is that you'll find answers you never expected and experience joy and fulfillment beyond anything you could anticipate.
Love always,
Ev!
Another thing to celebrate is the return of My Love! She's back from around the world with trophies for our future home. Tapestries and calligraphy. T-shirts and tummy hurts.
I'm glad to have you back, My Loveliest One. I can't wait to hold you while I look over the photos of your travels and read your travel log.
Time for bed. Sorry for the lack of substance in pt. 2 of this post. I'm blogging from my phone. If you're good, I may even augment this post with some (not)chickens when I'm next at my computer.
Missing you all,
TheSovietChairman.
Jul 23, 2010
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