Today is my friend Toeless' birthday. Many of you faithful blog readers know all about Toeless, the fact that she lost a pinky toe in a motorcycle accident when she was a teenager, and to this day asks for a 10% discount every time she gets a pedicure. You know that we both hate tea (although my position on that has been upgraded to not-liking-as-well-as-coffee). You know that she's an amazing parent, and that I have learned some of my best moves from her. You have learned that most everything I say that is funny, originated with her. You have learned that there would be no NEHBM (not enough has been made) if she hadn't said it first.
When I think of Toeless Terry I laugh. Every time. And I think of her every day. You do the math, at least once a day I have a laugh, and not enough has been made of that.
I love you, Ter, I miss you, not enough has been made of all that you've brought to my life through the years, and all that awaits me, I'm sure.