I would be remiss if I didn't pay homage to the friends
who helped me celebrate my birthday. It was a grand time indeed.
I haven't laughed so hard for so many hours straight as I did that day.
Becca, rallied the troops.
I rallied Joshy.
We spent the day at my lake place,
which was a wonderful birthday gift in and of itself.
Eric kept us in tears all day all night.
I thought to record the laughter,
it was indescribable, as were the conversations.
Probably best that I didn't.
By the time we made to the tent to sleep,
my stomach hurt, my cheeks hurt, my head hurt
from laughing so much. It took another hour for
us to settle our chuckles into snores. No it took almost
two. Like gradeschool kids, who know they are supposed
to be quiet in the library, but can't stop laughing.
One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.