Odd Rememberances.
Today would have been my best friend's 26th birthday. Missa was the tomboy's tomboy. Despite having beautiful long hair, (down past her waist, and if she braided it, it was thicker than I could put my tiny hand around.) and curves any woman I know would die for, she spent most of her time reading books, and was in the process of becoming the best firefighter our city would ever have had. On top of that, she taught me everything I ever could have wanted to know about Scottish history, and tartans, and plaids, and made me love puppies even though I was allergic.
So, what did I do to remember this marvelous woman on her birthday? I bought a plaid bra. It's beautiful. She would have rolled her eyes and given me a thumbs up.