Nut in a Rut

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Biiiiiirthday dear youuuuu,

Happy Birthday to you!

::ahem::

sorry the rest of you had to hear that ... i apologize now for the above off-key, out-of-tune, white-girl-has-no-rhythm birthday rendition.

obviously this is not Ashley with you today, singing so poorly to herself.

it is I, BatGirl, up in the wee hours of the morning, hacking into other people's emails and blogs to steal borrow passwords. bet you can't wait to have me as an internet friend now, huh?

anyway, on to the fun stuff.

where are you going?

tsk.

okay, you move on along and i'll keep talking for awhile. or until i fall asleep on the keyboard - either way i'll eventually stop.

probably.

i know you are waiting with bated breath to hear all about how we re-mortared the fireplace, pretend popcorned the ceiling, and forgot to pick up a kid ... AGAIN, but this

entry is not about you. those tales will have to wait.

today is Ashley's birthday - a day i especially love as it means she is now only one year younger than myself, instead of the two she likes to gloat about the other six months of the year!

also, no matter what she tells you ... i am taller.

immeasurable

There is no
expression,
no label
substantial
enough to
encompass
you
and
me

what
ordinary word
will depict
adequately the
sum
of who
you
are

~friend~
~family~
~sister~

not one
can possibly
illustrate
the
intangible
threads
that have
woven
us
together

~batgirl