Yesterday was my birthday. And it was the best birthday ever. It wasn't just the beautiful flowers or the 12" talking Tick figure (which is a sentimental gift) or anything else material. Turtle knew the only thing I really wanted for my birthday was for him to be here, and he made that happen. I couldn't have asked for anything more, or for the day to be more perfect. Not even the tornado-like weather or the small flood in the house could put a dent in my birthday happiness. In fact, this whole week has been kind of blissful. But you'll hear more about that Monday when I'm sure we will both write a little "what I did on my summer vacation" thing.

I just wanted to thank Turtle for the flowers. And the Tick. And the smiles and laughs and for not making fun of me for being afraid of thunder. And for always knowing - and giving me - exactly what I need at any moment without me even saying anything. And for the best birthday ever. I love you. Thank you.

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