September is a very special month. Lots of great people were born in September. It's a really good month to celebrate-football games, fall is in the air-well, it's trying to be in the air, pumpkin bread, you can burn your pumpkin spice candles and put away the coconut ones from summer, and fall clothes cover more of you body which is fabulous-especially when your eight months pregnant. But today is even more special because it's Mrs. Cullen's birthday!
Happy 23rd birthday, Mrs. Cullen, ok-it's Mrs. Drake, but Happy Birthday, Doll! To the bestest non-stupid shiny silver Volvo owner I know! And just like a Cullen, you will never be a day older than 23 in my eyes.
And if I could, I would have got you this. But you'll have to settle for the next best thing-a cake, presents, and getting to watch the Raiders upset your husband! Luv ya and can't wait to see you!
Dear Red Raiders,
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, pretty please with a cherry on top, please beat the Longhorns tomorrow. I will have to be around many Longhorn friends and I just can't take the stress if you do not win. But no pressure. Surely the visit to Lubbock by Rob was a good omen.
Sincerely,
Smarty Pants