HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MARN! HAPPY BIRTH-DAY-TOOOOOOOOO... YOU!!!!!!! (sorry about the cats... I really didn't mean to. well. sorry. and sorry about the little teapot thing, too. I'll try to find another one that works like you like it, without the drip... or maybe I could find a way to clean the chocolate out of the bottom... did I do anything while I was there? well, I played with the cats until that little bird incident, and then I went out in your garden for a little while, and wrote, and sang, and tried not to be too cold... maybe I should stick to college until I learn how to keep house better, eh? well, my dad's 60th birthday was this past weekend, and I didn't get him much, either, so please don't feel slighted... maybe you could come on down, and you two could gripe about me together, no? (I don't do much better at home...) and sorry i'm, like, writing this to you and imagining what you'd say back to me instead of calling you and talking to you in person. the flight was cheaper out that day early, and i figured zubby wouldn't mind holding the fort down by himself. oh, wait, nevermind. I'll shut up while I'm still breathing.)
Wait! You know I feel really bad about this right? and even worse because you had faith enough to let me try... and even worse still because you're like a mom to me... a lovely, little canadian mom... oh sheesh, i'm getting choked up here... happy birthday...*sniff*
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