Sorry I'm a day late, AJ. I think I slept most of yesterday away, and then when trying to work on some pictures on my desktop it froze up (something that rarely happens on Macs) and I cannot get it to work now. I keep seeing flashing things on my screen, then the fan on the puter gets really loud like it's going to explode. I am beyond stressed, beyond unsure what to do or think. THIS. IS. BAD.
So, that is why I didn't get a chance to call you, or email you or even get on my blog to post anything. But throughout the feeling of losing my sanity, I still did think of you (and I thought of you while in GA, ask Chel!!). I hope you had a great day, dear friend. You know how I feel about you, so I won't post a long blurb here. Happy birthday, my dearest. Love you.
Now can you help me make my desk top work? I am in disbelief as I sit here about to leave on a photo shoot stressed. Lord help me now!
(picture above . . . AJ's 30th surprise b-day thrown by Jamie and I . . . and me, preggie with Maia Lizzy)