I have three friends.
Tons of acquaintances, but only three friends.
You know, the kind who you can call at three in the morning and say:
"I just killed my husband. I need you to help me bury the body."
They won't ask questions.
They will just show up in five minutes with a shovel.
Jo is one of those friends. I love her.
I can also now officially say,
that I have had a cherry bomb and survived.
Thanks Jo!!!
(And thanks for all the laughs last night! I needed that.)
