Saturday, May 23, 2009
Today is Shelby's birthday. She is 24 years old.
Shelby is so beloved in this country, our federal leaders declared a three-day weekend. So you have her to thank.
Among other things, Shelby is: a teacher; a voracious reader of young adult novels; a Michigan Wolverine fan; a Michigan native but now a resident of Virginia; a worthy adversary at the beer-pong table; and a hellavu good person to spend time with.
Among her quirks is this: Anytime she passes underneath an orange light at a traffic signal, she kisses her hand and touches the ceiling of her vehicle. She is very dedicated to this superstition.
We love you here at the Fruit Street Free Press
Happy Birthday Shelby!
And since on your birthday, people should feel happy, I'll post this as well.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Thirty years of marriage
Two daughters and a baby carriage
Vacations to Florida, NYC and Hilton
A few rums and cokes, martinis with gin
They’ve had golf on Saturdays, nights on the town
A daughter in a new wedding gown
Racko, euchre over laughter in Wyandotte
Bay City fireworks, which they enjoy a lot
“Mom, dad I’m poor can I have some”
“Sure, because we love you ton”
Marty, Jim, wanna come out a play
It’s too nice out, no garden chores today
Up to Port Huron or down to Virginia
Hey there Shelby, we really miss, ya.
Classic movies, lines like “sisters, sisters.”
Central Park, can you play “Stairway to Heaven,” mister?
Traverse City, days of relaxation
Sure beats the hell out of executive compensation
Sunny days spent on a pontoon
Grab me a beer, it’s going to be noon soon
Delicious meals, don’t forget the swiss steak
Hey, look at that, left overs to take
Hey girls, want to go to Sommerset
There are some things we need to get, yet
Started in hippie clothes, young and hip
A little older now, hair shortened with a clip
And who can forget the Maize and Blue
Football, of course, but an education, too
Here is to three decades of marriage to one
Love, family, friends and a whole lot of fun