a real reason to give thanks

I don't quite know how, but I somehow managed to find some of the best and truest and smartest and funniest and most generous and most beautiful and most talented female friends a gal could want. Or, really, let's face it, need.

Which is why it really fucking sucks the most gigantic weenie that nary a one lives near to me anymore. What a rip.

Today, I got this in the post from the lovely E.D.B.:

Paint by number, y'all.

It made me laugh and smile and tear up a bit because I miss her so GD much.
There is truly sanity in the silly.
Love ya like a milkshake, girl. (And thanks for the intermediate vote of confidence!)