I’m at Emily’s house. I baked a cake for Sarah’s birthday earlier today, and I brought it here to frost it. She just wrote “Happy Birthday” on it for me. It’s crooked, but it’s so obviously homemade, Sarah will just have to know how much we loooooove her. Now it’s time for the Tiara Happy Hour, and we’re going to celebrate!
This weekend, I promise … Disco Mike. For now, I have a tiara on my head and a party to attend!