Summary haiku:
Thirty-fifth birthday.
My youth is up in smoke, like
Snoop Dogg's Philly blunt.
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Musings, fluff and the occasional poignant thought from a former journalist who now stays home with Wonder Baby, Nicholas. Also, I watch a lot of TV.
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- Maisy
- I love shoes, hip-hop and sherbert-colored sunsets. Mayonnaise, mushrooms and mosquitoes can go to hell.
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5 comments:
Happy Birthday, Miss Maisy!
If it makes you feel any better, I'll always be older than you!
Happy Birthday, Maisy! If you feel like hanging out later tonight, call me. We might still be drinking.
LOVE YOU!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I hope you buy yourself a fabulous pair of new shoes to commemorate the occasion. 35 is a big year! xoxo Pam
Maisy, Happy Birthday!!! I hope you took the day off, are at the spa and that Kyle is taking you out for dinner and gives you a handbag for a present!!! A girl can dream, right? xo, nicole
Thanks for all the birthday wishes! It was a lovely day.
Sorry I'm so late reading this. I'm such a lame friend. But hey, I did remember your birthday. Love the haiku.
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