I heart Tiffany and Erin. Tiffa and I ended up not going to dinner for my birthday after all, and I was sad. But at a quarter after ten, someone knocks on the door, and my brother opens it. Tiffa and Erin burst in with balloons and cupcakes, singing "Happy Birthday" with all the cuteness in the world. And they came bearing presents that I adore.
I kinda love those girls.
I bought Jory's birthday present today- it was sitting on a shelf and it screamed his name at me. Honestly, it did.