Happy Bday Chris!!!

Happy happy birthday to one of the best looking guy's ever, Tom Brady! Oh, and happy birthday to the other best looking guy ever, Chris! The big 2-5, how very exciting. I've heard this is a pretty cool age, I wouldn't know since I'm only 24 though.  I'm going to try my hardest to make this a great day for you. I promise I won't "hide" any of your stuff, like the papers you leave out on the table, or your glasses on the coffee table. Everything will be just as you left it like you prefer. I won't complain about the bathroom counter looking like a typhoon just ran through or the shave trimmings in the sink. It's fine by me, birthday boy. Go ahead and leave as many shoes by the door, they're more accessible that way. And all night long we can watch shows like Deadliest Catch, Bear Grylls, Dual Survivor, Man vs Nature and any other outdoor shows you like to watch to prepare for that one day you might be left in the woods for weeks at a time. Because on that day I know I won't even have to worry, I'll feel safe with the knowledge you'll be able to survive on your own because you know how to make a 4-Wheeler out of a few pieces of drift wood and an abandoned snake skin. Thanks Bear. 

Yup, my Chris is a pretty great guy. He can make anything taste like heaven with the aid of a grill and some Lawrys. He can tell you absolutely anything you'd like to know about the Nebraska Cornhuskers, any PGA golf course, and which chords go where in a new TV. He might be the smartest guy I know. One of these nights our luck will hit us head on and we'll find ourselves in the Chicago Cash Cab. That'd be pretty awesome because Chris is truly a bottomless pit of useful (useless) facts. Which brings me to my next favorite quality about Chris, his bottomless stomach. I thought Thetas were fun to binge with, but Chris takes eating excessively to a whole new level. Just the other day when we were at KFC, yes KFC, there was a street festival going on, an outdoor concert, and Chris and I chose to spend our Saturday lunch at KFC... Guess we might still have a little of that Topeker blood in us afterall. But anyway, we're at KFC ordering disgusting amounts of fried chicken, Mac 'N cheese and baked beans, we had paid for our food and we're ready to go when we realized we'd accidentally forgotten to order potato wedges. So do we just say forget it and head out with the pounds of greasy fat food we already have?  Nope, Chris reorders and when asked by the unhappy cashier to make it a large he responds with "definitely." French fries are the way to any girl's heart. That was a good day. And thanks to the fact that going out to eat is a favorite past time for both Chris and I, we have a lot of good days.

I just really hope this is a good birthday for Chris. I've heard rumors of some people going a little nuts on their 25th because of a "quarter life crisis" but I see no need for this.  What's not to be happy about being 25 and living a youthful life in Chicago? Seems a helluva lot better than being 24 and in Topeka.  Speaking of, it was exactly one year ago today when Chris called me on his birthday and said, "what do you think of Topeka?" Oh how time flys when you're miserable. I wouldn't trade places with 24 year old Chris any day.

Tonight we're probably gonna meet after work for some birthday drinks downtown. Just a happy get together among friends, nbd, I have friends here. Only 2.5 more hours of work... I can do it.  No I can't. Kill me now.