The Blonde Leading the Blind

Today is my sister Christina’s birthday.  She actually got her birthday card on time, but what’s a birthday without a little public celebration?

Oh Stina, if only I wasn’t in San Francisco this week, I’d hop aboard the Pacific Princess with you and celebrate all Love Boat style just like we used to in our basement back in the day.

You could grab Gopher and I could find Doc, and we’d head up to the Lido Deck where Isaac would bring us margaritas while we work on our tan. 

I’d even make you a bologna sandwich with potato chips crushed on top and pretend it was French cuisine.

It would be fantastic.

Sorta’ like an open smile on a friendly shore.