You're way too beautiful girl, that's why it'll never work...

This blog is dedicated to my favorite Emily in the whole wide world. One of my best friends. The person who's willing to tell me that if I ever do anything really stupid I'd better tell her about it so she can kick my butt, but promises to still love me. The person who drives me around and loans me money and goes to see She's The Man over and over again with me. The person who makes faces at me during church while I'm on stage. That's Emily.

Emily used to hate me. And then I thought she was mean. And then Mom made me ask her to a movie, and so me, Mom, and Emily went to see Ella Enchanted at the dollar theatre in Ames. We bought her popcorn. And then she started to hate me less and less and eventually (don't ask me how this happened) we were friends. And we just sort of have been ever since. We've never really fought, we've never had any arguments that were more than petty, and we've never been afraid to tell each other the truth. She'll totally tell me if I'm being an idiot, and I'll totally tell her if she's being mean to people, and we love each other anyway. It's sort of cool. I love her to death.

So, Em, this one's for you. Because you're way too beautiful, girl. That's why it'll never work. You've got me suicidal, suicidal, when you say it's oooovveeerrr... *grin* Love you!

Marae