I stumbled upon you just as you stumbled upon blogging.

5 years

It’s funny because I’ve never posted, and sometimes you think about the people who’s blog you read or the characters in the books you read like you know them. Like you could call them up and say “Hey” for no reason. But you can’t because it’s reality, and it’s weird and strange to do that. But here’s to weirdness and out of the blue inspiration!

I stumbled upon you just as I moved to Seattle on impulse to change my life, and you came with me. Through 3 cars (1 died of old age, 1 died of a drunk boyfriend and slippery slope, and 1 that still is living with me now), 2 computers, 3 stolen phones, 4 different houses, 3 different neighborhoods, 3 different jobs, heart break and bliss, biscuits and bourbon (seriously…more women should be bourbon girls…vodka really doesn’t count) I’ve been laughing, reading and baking (well, interpreting because I can never let something just be what it is) right along with you.

You constantly make me laugh and remind me that more people should be having as much fun being bonker and messy and creative as you do (and as I do as well).

You’re fabulous.
You hear it often (and with good reason)

But I’m here to tell you again:

You’re wonderful.
You’re wonderful because you’re you.
Your humor, your food, your talent, your reflection, your mistakes–all of it.

It’s awesome and I just wanted to say that, because there is face to face life, and there is internet life , and sometimes in this cyber-centric world, we don’t get to tell the people we adore and think are amazing humans, that they are just that: amazing.

So, happy 5 years Joy.
It’s been a strange half decade for me, but I’m glad you’re around to make it a little bit more ridiculous, silly and more delicious.