If all has gone according to plan, while you are reading this, I have my toes dug up into some sand.
At the same time I have my toes dug up in the sand, my beloved, Brandon, is turning 30. Yes, you read that right. I'm on my bachelorette party while my fiance is turning 30.
But it's all good. To make up for it, I took him to Doe's AND got him a lemon ice box pie from the Crystal Grill. And some shorts. And some towels.
That's one happy dude.
And one handsome dude.
Happiest of birthday days to my best friend and future huzban. Thanks for being so awesome. And for not complaining when I left you for the beach on your milestone birthday.
Love you more than cheese grits.
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