Flowers for Amy

These flowers go out to my friend Amy. She paid me the best compliment of my whole summer yesterday when she told me she visits this site every day.

Amy is a wonderfully talented voice teacher and you can find her here. Seriously, she could probably teach Kermit the Frog to sing opera. She keeps trying to get me to join the choir but..what can I say..I’m a chicken…and I can’t sing. But if I ever could get over my chicken-ness I’m sure she could teach me to sing.

Shortly after meeting Amy we both got pregnant with our second children. I don’t think anything bonds two women together more than sharing pregnancy with them. I don’t think there is anything I couldn’t tell her and I KNOW there is nothing I wouldn’t do for her if she needed me too. She’s even forgiven me for not coming to her senior recital because I was getting RIO THE WONDERDOG (sorry sorry sorry)

Hugs to you Amy (aren’t you glad I left out the bit about the mysterious toilet flushes during hormone crazed pregnancy phone calls) Oops, I guess I didn’t leave that out after all. Don’t worry you are the only one reading this blog anyway…I think.