Today is my bestie Danielle's (D-money) birthday.
Remember that one date story I told you about the "Ghost" movie re-enactment?
That was her.
This girl and I have been friends for almost 6 years now.
That's the amount of time it takes to have a baby, make the baby walk, potty train the baby, teach it not to steal things at the store, teach it that broccoli isn't actually a vegetable, but rather fun little trees that want to be eaten, and then finally they're off to kindergarten.
That's a lotta time.
We've been through a lot together.
Freshman year and staying up late. So late that she woke me up at 5 am one night yelling, "Meg I made out with a boy at the bell tower!" (classic makeout spot round these parts)
Stupid boys, crying on the bathroom floor, stealing grocery carts at the BYU creamery, dance parties, pretending to be drunk on the street in Park City, playing in my old dress ups, hiking Zions, going on a cruise, doing karaoke on that cruise to the point where everyone thought we were wasted (yes us mormons do have fun times without the whiskey), shopping at thrift stores, music video making, laughing, getting fro-yo to do some more discussing about stupid boys whilst we eat our feelings.
There is so much more, but I'm sure you have a best friend like this that you can just be your whole self around and they'll still love you.
Happy 24th B-day D!