Today is Angela’s 21st birthday.
Sam and Rocky drove over to take her, Greta, and Michael to dinner. At an Irish pub near campus.
Which seems appropriate.
I’ve been under the weather the past week and have spent most of today in bed. So I don’t have a profound birthday post prepared. Just a quick shout out to my gentle giant.
Life is full of many challenges. Some profound. Others superficial. And some hit both categories. When you’re almost 6′ tall with size 11 feet, it’s hard to find stylish footwear and a tall boyfriend. Angela found both this past year. It’s been a good one.
Happy birthday, dear one!