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You say it's your birthday...

No, silly people. It's not MY birthday.
It's Kelly's!

Kelly and I have been friends since around 1990, I believe.

We went to a bible study together.

And went to Jack-in-the-Box. A lot.


And we've managed to stay in touch for 17 years. Which was much harder ten years ago than it is now, thanks to blogs and email. (Since, as you know, I do not make phone calls.) Thank goodness that Kelly carried the ball for awhile back in the day and actually picked up the phone. I love her for that.

Kelly lives in southern Idaho. Which is completely different from North Idaho, in a good way. People in North Idaho are, how shall we say... backward. People in southern Idaho don't wear flannel or shave their heads.

Kelly has two wonderful boys. WONDERFUL boys. They have remarkable senses of humor. And gorgeous eyes. And they're polite. I'm thinking I should be working on getting Savannah betrothed to one of them before too long. Seriously.
Kelly was whining the other day about people not visiting her blog. Did you hear her? I think, for her birthday, you should all go visit her blog. And COMMENT. I got 18 comments on 'getting to know you Wednesday,' you know. So at least that many of you should be able to go wish Kelly a happy birthday. Maybe we could get 20 of you.

Come on...

And don't get all hung up on the fact that she spells 'Korner' with a K. I think it's a regional thing. Like how the Brits spell colour or how the Canadians say a-boat instead of about. Didn't Krispy Kreme start in Boise? It didn't? Well, whatever.

So go. Go now. Comment. Be a friend.


Happy birthday, dear friend. I love you to pieces.
(Oh - and there's this too. Kelly's single. So if you know any wonderful, available, sweet Christian 40 year old men, send them her way too!)

Comments

  1. Kelly8:11 AM

    What a delightful surprise! THANK YOU, MY FRIEND!
    Only, that picture? Terrible! I am slouching and....wow. That is not pretty.
    I love you, Cathy

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  2. Anonymous8:54 AM

    Just an FYI, North Idaho is not what you make it out to be - quite the opposite - more wealth than Southern Idaho and exceedingly more beautiful (beyond compare).

    Just had to put in my 2 cents :)

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  3. Cathy9:54 AM

    Christina,

    I love North Idaho. We spend time there numerous times a year.

    My reference to it in that way was sort of a personal joke between Kelly and I.

    Happy weekend!

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  4. Anonymous12:53 PM

    Ah what a sweet birthday wish! gotta love good friends!

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  5. Anonymous8:34 PM

    Oh - sorry!

    ReplyDelete

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