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C'mon. Your singing is AMAZING. Happy birthday 55 minutes early!

now this made me smile. happy birthday, sarah!

Have a very Happy Birthday!!!

Happy birthday! Can't wait to hear what treat you purchased for yourself.

Happy birthday! Love you and miss you. Hot Rod says to give his cousin a hug too.

You must be pretty good if you can remember all those songs off the top of your head after 5 years!

Happy Birthday. Have you unwrapped your present (to yourself) yet!! Spill, what is it?

on a card when i turned 40:

The lovely thing about being forty is that you can appreciate
twenty-five-year-old men (Collen MCullough)

female writers do have a way with words...don't you agree?

play dance sing toast enjoy but mainly just be .....God is watching over you

happy day you were born day

Hey sweetie - just caught up with your fabulous news. Hope to get you on the phone one of these days!!!! When I saw the headline on this, the first thing I thought of was how amazed I was that you younguns knew all those songs from my own youth, before you were born. Glad to see you remember that, too.

Happy weekend, happy Thanksgiving, happy belly!

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    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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