I love having an excuse to be useless.

I love the pictures you take with your phone.

I love Country Crock mashed potatoes.

I love having someone there when I sew.

I love that as of 12/29/07, I am completely over Ian.

I love that Karen is back and is completely okay.

I love that you were there for me when I got inexplicably weepy from vicodin.

I love that you passed out with your jeans on while we were watching "Science of Sleep" and stayed that way until 8am.

I love my independence.

I love that when I am dependent upon others, you are there, making sure I don't starve or fall down a flight of stairs.

Thanks, girl. You ROCK.

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