Happy Birthday To My Stink

He would have been 28 today. This is his third birthday with no him. That thought freaks me out so I'm doing my best to ignore it. In celebration I'll be going to the restaurant we always went to for our birthdays with two of my favorite widows. Widows make everything better.

Happy Birthday, Stinkerton. You continue to be my rock. I love you.


On another note, I just got back from the longest trip ever. As soon as I have a minute to myself, I will tell you guys all about it. It was packed with fun times, new friends, old friends, and tons of widowy shenanigans. Kelly and I have decided that we truly do not understand why people let us hang out. It's dangerous - for us and for those around us. Secretly, though, we like it that way. There is definitely never a dull moment.

A couple of pictures until my next post:

Lauren getting a picture of her husband James at the White House. He had never been before.

Kelly trying on some fancy glasses.

Surely you didn't think you'd get away without a CamWow picture? Four widows. Left: Lauren, Top: Rachel, Right: Kelly, Bottom: Me. Very attractive, I know.

Kelly and Lauren.

I told you I was tall. Top: Lauren, Middle: Me, Bottom: Kelly.

Representing my state.

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