First, a few revisions from my previous post.
Heather and Juli (Nikki and Juri): Obviously, I jumped to conclusions about the Pumpkin Spice cake and Key Lime pie. I was sort of joking with you when I begged for them. By sort of I mean that I really, really, really wanted some but felt like I was asking too much from you two. However, you came through in a big way. It's not just idle compliments when I say they are the best and my favorite desserts ever. For a busy mom and a very sick gal, you really went to way too much effort for me. Thanks much and I love you both. I humbly and publicly eat crow.
Jessie: Thanks for the chocolate chip cookies, another top favorite. My name will definitely be in your shoebox next time.
Cody: I have to say that I'm touched by the song you wrote and performed for me. Rhyming my name is not only dangerous and potentially embarrassing, but difficult as well. Thanks, bro. I'll include the lyrics at the end of this post for everyone's entertainment.
Ryan, Baby Iyak, Sarah, Spenser, Rachel, Hayley, Benji, Bennett, Don, Dave: Thanks for being there to celebrate with me. If I've left out any contributions you made it's only because I'm not aware of them. You are great friends and make the first four days of the week worth the struggle just to get to Friday nights. Love you, guys.
And Virginia: From what I have been told, this was your doing, so watch your back! I can't tell you how much I appreciate all the effort put into this. You really out-did yourself. I'm not used to being the center of attention but I must say I felt very special tonight. I am completely unworthy. I'll do some investigating and find out the whole story behind it all. Thanks for who you are and for becoming a very good friend in a very short time. You, out of all of us, have really got this JGen-family-love thing figured out. I love you bunches. And thanks for the D-lish brownies.
According to Sarah, my next birthday will also be spent with my new wife, or at least wife-to-be. I hope she doesn't mind spending Fridays with a dozen other people.
Chuck's Song
by Cody Mikles
(blues rhythm)
Now I know a man, his name is Chuck
He lives in a house, and drives a truck
He works all day, on the telephone lines
So I can tell, my girlfriend goodnight
Today is his birthday, he's a hundred years old
But that's alright, 'cause he's my hero
It's hard to believe, but when he was young
He had thick-rimmed glasses, and a bushy mustache
Oh, he has sold boots, in a western store
While being a soundman, for a country band
We don't need, McDreamy or McSteamy
'Cause we got Dreamy-Chuck-Steamy
Happy birthday Chuck, from all of us youth
We hope you have many, many more good times
You can't hide real talent.
