Melanie and I have been friends for what seems like forever. Ever since the days when Michael Jackson could still be considered half way normal, Forrest taught us that life is like a box of chocolates, and a gallon of gas was less than a dollar, this girl has been one of my closest friends. Today we were able to celebrate her 27th birthday, or as she likes to refer to it...her 1 year anniversary of turning 26. I think the closer we get to 30, the more creative we get with counting our age. After all, 26 is still 25's next door neighbor. 27 on the other hand...well that's when the knockin' begins. My best friends and I celebrated doing what girlfriends do best--shopping, pampering ourselves, and eating. What more can a girl ask for??? Mel, I love you more than a skinny girl with a six-pack but who still has the world's biggest sweet tooth loves
sprinkles cupcakes. That's a whole lot!





P.S. I planned on writing more extensively about the whole spa experience but I am beyond tired so somebody remind me in a few days. You know I'll forget...