Happy Birthday, Alex! I'm staring down this plate of cookies I put together for you waiting for you to get home from work. I didn't make them, and I know it's not the donut cake that Catcher requested, but they smell good...and the roach that just crawled out of the fireplace must think the same thing. So here I am...watching Sex & The City on E! and smelling cookies. I was going to pour myself a glass of wine, but I thought it would be rude to start celebrating before the birthday boy got home. See you soon! XO
p.s. If you get home and find me passed out on the sofa in a bed of cookie crumbs, you know I had good intentions.
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