"Thaddeus asked if the topaz would fit in my navel. . . I gotta get some higher class friends. . ."
I just got that text message from my buddy Tim. I audibly giggled out loud.
Yesterday was my buddy Tim's birthday. We've sung together in Chorale for the past five or six years and have developed a pretty fantastic friendship. He hung out with me on my birthday last week, and we had a ball; and I asked him what his birthday plans were, and he told me that he didn't have any. He didn't have any plans "but didn't want to be alone this year", so I invited him over to my place for dinner last night. I made a ridiculous ten pound lasagna; three and a half pounds of ground chuck, italian sausage and pepperoni, three and a half pounds of cheese; a pound and a half of lasagna noodles, and lots of fresh italian seasonings and a sauce that I made reducing roma tomatoes to mush! :) It was fantastic!!
For my birthday, he gave me an incredibly sparkly ink pen
, which I adore! I picked up his birthday present last Summer when he and I were discussing long lost loves and the 'statement pieces' that we wore to reflect our commitment to them. Much like myself, he's kinda bitter and doesn't ever think that he'll ever get married, so we don't discuss 'wedding rings', but we do talk about 'statement pieces'. ~giggle~ I'm having one made for myself that I'll post pictures of whenever Leland finishes it. I asked him what kind of ring he would wear, and he said 'Topaz, naturally. That's my birthstone
". I gently reminded him that it was mine too, and that I would keep my out for him if I ran across anything nice.
I did, and I got it for him for his birthday. I gave it to him last night. He told me he still hasn't stopped crying. Thankfully he opened it *after* we served cake!
I think it's pretty