MY CANDLEBOX
This post is for munchybutt whom I can never seem to get a hold of via the telephone. You know who you are!! She is very busy girl with a vivacious dog, a single working gurl's job, flowers to smell, people to grace, things to buy, bills to pay, emails to type, and currently strep throat. I'll say she has been a huge part of my life for a very long time and if you want to know anything there is to know about me, you might ask her.

This gurl, I tell ya, sometimes she could laugh till she pharts, which we did a time or too in an old country buffet diner in Knoxville. Sometimes she could cry on a whim, making you tread on pins and needles. ;) She couldn't sing too well either, which I discovered one karoke spell singing Sublime. Despite the singing thing, she took me to highs and lows of what it is like to have a real friend.

Dedicated and open. And she didn't say, "Fine, get the hell out of here" when I crazingly packed my things and moved away from home. Together, today, we both find ourselves farther apart but in each others heart. I heard a song today by Candlebox and it reminded me of her laugh. She could laugh and lighten the darkest spirit. I miss that.