Happy Sunday, everyone! Those are coffee bean cupcakes that I’m cyber-giving to Eisha today, because Monday is her birthday! I got her blessing to take over today’s post and celebrate it one day early with our kicker-friends. She graciously agreed to type her kicks in the comments later, like everyone else, so that I CAN EMBARRASS HER on her birthday. Mwahaha. You know we do this every year, and I don’t know about Eisha, but I actually find it challenging each year to find new and creative ways to humiliate her. So . . .
. . . This year I enlisted the help of her mother—oh, yes I did—who doesn’t live far from me. That Janice. She’s a sneaky one, my partner-in-crime. She scrounged up some photos of Eisha, and I chose these two. This one here is fitting: See? She’s all decked out as the Mad Hatter for a dance recital in which she participated in high school.
At the bottom of the post is one of her baby pictures I could. not. resist. I mean, look at her. Punkin head.
So, even though I’m going to devote this post to Eisha and forego my own kicks this week, I hope you all will leave your kicks. Please do. We enjoy reading them weekly. And you can also help me wish Eisha a very happy birthday!
Here are my wishes. I’m yelling this and cheering seven different ways: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EISHA!
. . . I hope your birthday is very fun. Thank you for being the one friend I can say the craziest things in the world to, including trying out my favorite new swear words on you, and you won’t think I’m truly batty or truly sick. At least if you do, you don’t say so outloud. Thanks for being that friend who laughs at the same goofy-ass nonsense I laugh at. Thanks for listening, thanks for giving me personal book recommendations all the time, thanks for being my new-music link, and thanks for being my friend for EIGHTEEN YEARS now. Yes, eighteen. I said, eighteen. Really. One-eight.
And if you hate me for sharing these pics, you can get me back next May. Gulp.
I hope you indulge yourself today and do any and everything that makes you feel truly blissful. Woo! Wait. I mean, tomorrow. Well, both. Aw, just celebrate all week.
Okay, about kicks for any new folks: 7-Imp’s 7 Kicks is our weekly meeting ground for taking some time to reflect on Seven(ish) Exceptionally Fabulous, Beautiful, Interesting, Hilarious, or Otherwise Positive Noteworthy Things from the past week, whether book-related or not, that happened to you.
What are YOUR kicks this week? And, again . . .