Today is my birthday (35, y’all!) so I’m taking the day off to celebrate, enjoy a little R&R and squeeze in a sonogram appointment at my OB’s office. In my absence, Miles, who is handling his new diabetic diet like a champ, by the way, has offered to guest write a few columns. Here’s one of them:
Should I buy those sunglasses at Sunglass Hut? They look real cute on me but they’re pricey. Stephanie says I should go ahead and buy them. Ryan is always telling me not to hang out with Stephanie because she’s irresponsible and immature. I’m tired of Ryan always bossing me around. But the sunglasses cost $900. I’m gonna buy them. — Angie
I am feeling good. I woke up at the crack of dawn and then took a 5-hour nap. I had that dream where I work in a delicatessen, everyone is my friend and they have a sandwich named after me (“The Miles”).
Sometimes I wonder what a pannini tastes like. I heard the man say that they’re not so good. But I’d like to find out for myself.