Happy anniversary, Babe. Here's to the next decade...and the next...and the next...
Oh well, might as well go for broke: Here's to forever! Even though the Bible says there are no marriages in heaven, at least we'll still be together! I love you! R.)
A IS FOR al'-pha-bet.
This is one of my favorite photos of my daughter, Reanna.
I call it "Helping Hands", and although it is not my picture, per se, I am using it as my main photo on my FRIENDSTER profile. After all, that is my hand you see, attached to the Rolex on the left.
I have to admit I am a relative late-bloomer as far as Friendster is concerned. But now that I've jumped on the bandwagon, I am discovering the joys of revisiting old friends and making new ones, many of whom are my fellow bloggers themselves: ATE SIENNA, CHRISTINE, RUTH and JUSTICE to name a few. And if you think my Friendster picture is unconventional, you should see MEEYAGIRL's!
But I digress from the point of this post, which is to officially introduce my Friendster BLOG, "al'pha-bet".
Now, this blog differs from my other blogs because it has short posts. Period. In fact, the following post, written today, is probably the longest of the lot, but that's because I wanted this introduction to be extra-special.
And so, without further ado, I now present the latest entry in "AL'-PHA-BET", the ABC's of Prada Mama's life:
A is for ANNIVERSARY
Today is my seventh wedding anniversary.
Today also happens to be Harry Potter's birthday. And today is the second wedding anniversary I have spent with my nose buried in a book with that familiar diamond Harlequin pattern.
Exactly two years ago, I was celebrating my fifth anniversary at the Crowne Plaza in Milpitas, learning about Horcruxes while my family frolicked in the pool. Later in the day, I would be in the car with my sleeping baby, reading under the sun's fading light while the boys (my husband and sons) played in the beach at Santa Cruz. I would've even brought the tome along as we rode Thomas the Tank Engine at Roaring Camp Railroad, but alas, it was too big and unwieldy.
Yup, July 31 is special for me and The Boy Who Lived, who should have turned 17 a few hours ago at the stroke of midnight, which means he can now do magic without a Trace.
And since we're on the subject, may I also mention that today also happens to be Neville Longbottom's birthday. Yes, this Muggle was paying attention.
By now it should be obvious that this Muggle is eagerly devouring the last book in the Harry Potter series, wondering how much Neville Longbottom and their shared birthday plays into the most anticipated conclusion of all time. And yes, I think Snape is loyal.
So allow me to now take my leave, with a quick French lesson from one on my favorite characters, Fleur Delacour:
A is for adieu,
A is for anniversaire, and
A is for 'Arry.
