We can only hope...

Remember the other day (month... year) when I was bragging about how awesome my father is? Yeah, well, more evidence is surfacing.

Tonight we were talking, and upon hearing about how MJ's doctor waited 84 minutes after he stopped breathing to call 911, and the inevitable lawsuit that will be pressed, he reasonably stated, "Well, the only thing I can say about his doctor, is that I hope he moves on to Britney Spears next."

Ha! Classic. Priceless. Timeless. Perfect. 

I am SO lucky. 

One year older and wiser too

My Dear Mika,

Happy Birthday! The big 2-6. Congratulations. When you first came on the scene you were just a little baby 23 year old, but just LOOK at how you've grown! You sometimes wear jeans instead of only rainbow pants (and you've hopefully gotten rid of these). Your hair has transformed from rigid ringlet curls to ugly Ken Barbie doll straight to a happy medium. And you sold out a stadium show of 55,000 people on your FIRST album! How impressive. Your new album is bound to be a big success. Hope your 26th year is rewarding and exciting, and that it involves a (few) stop(s) in SLC. Or better yet, my living room.

Love you love you LOVE you,

Melissa

Weird Al, are you listening?

I've got a great idea for a song. A parody of Michael Jackson's Liberian Girl. I'll call it

Librarian Girl. Clever, right?

I've already got a couple lines worked out. Awesome.

Weird Al, I'll let you use my idea as long as I can be in the music video.