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Happy Birthday Casey

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The Hubz tells me that he was on my blog and that I hadn't done any babbling lately. In fact, the only recent original content he found, not counting reviews of other books, contests or bloghops, obviously, was about my daughter, Casey's wedding. I decided to blog about my daughter turning 22 today; Then I thought of the man’s comments.  

Instead of the planned big sappy post, I decided on a pictorial with music that's special to us.

 
 
 



 
This isn't just a picture of the unfortunate cast I had to wear - see Casey there by my thumb?
 
 





 

We went to Lowe's. We bought a steel rod that didn't fit in her car. And we took pictures.
I rode the whole way home with the pole sticking out the sunroof. See the grey skies above Casey? When I shouted: Shit! I'm going to get struck by lightening! My best girl replied:
 
Let go when you feel the buzz.  

 
 

 Happy Birthday baby!
Location: Philadelphia, PA, USA

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  1. Liv RancourtMay 14, 2015 at 1:34 PM

    Happy Birthday, Casey!! (& tell your mother she doesn't look old enough to have a 22 year old!)

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