Honey, I'm Home ~~

A Post for Curtis Crush, our blog friend of years ago, Canukville, UslessMatters...



Well, old boy,

Tomorrow, Oct 9th, is your birthday, and even though I know you are no longer gracing this earth with your wonderfully warm and hysterically funny posts, or cooking up gobs of food and taking pictures of it all, or showing off your latest truck, I am taking this moment, just as I have for all of your birthdays, to wish you the finest, the lovingnessed (I made up that word just now), birthday; a dance around the clouds day made just for you.  I sure do miss you, my brother.  We had such a great time having dinner 'together' over the cam each night and laughed so hard most of the time that I was afraid one of us was going to spit dinner all over the camera.  Ahhh, but you did one better, remember?  I'm telling on you now.  I remember ohsowell the night you cocked a leg up and let one fly and said, "don't say I never gave you anything".  HAHAHA.  Gawd, I thought I'd die right on the spot.  The only upside was that there's no such thing as smell-o-vision.  We had some super fun nights, that's for sure.  I still make your famous sweet potato pie and it's the best recipe I ever tasted in my life. 14 million calories in every bite and worth it all.

I think of you so often, Curtis, and now it breaks my heart that I won't be able to write to you on your page as I've been doing all these years since you passed away.  Hey....I'll just do it here from time to time.  Good deal, right?  Next time, I'll bring a lemondrop martini and type away to you; maybe I'll bring one for you, too --- we know where that will end up, right? My belly, that's where.

I'm getting off track here and rambling.  This little missive to you is to jump up and yell, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I'll jump as high as I can and yell until I'm sure you can hear it.  You're worth every good thought, every good wish, and every good hug.  My brother for always.



XOXOXO



(PS/ tomorrow I'll be in surgery, and so that's why I'm writing to you a day early. Save a cloud dance for me.)

As a postscript, I couldn't get into his page as I always had and so that's why I posted here. THEN, as I was almost asleep, I thought, "Wait a minute, I didn't put the s on http!"  Yep, my own fault; so the post is still here but also on his page.