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!
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,
Sincerely,
Smarty Pants
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