jenny!
Jenny Jenny who can I turn to
you give something that I can hold on to
I know you think that I'm like the others before
I saw your name and number on the wall
Hi Jenny! Welcome to the ridiculousness I call my blahg. Anyway, you guys...say hi to Jenny. She lives in Dunsmuir, Cali...right by Mt. Shasta, home to the tastiest and coldest tap water I've ever had. I met Jenny when I moved to Cali in 1991. I got a job at this vegetarian cooperative restaurant in Davis. Within a week of meeting her, I dropped a tray, a bucket opener, and a plate on her head. Regardless of those mishaps, we became fast friends, spent lots of time together in and out of the restaurant/coffeehouse, and were in each other's weddings. After I had the twins, their nursery was in a shambles because they appeared almost 2 months early, and while I was in the hospital, Jenny put together the entire nursery for me. (I fucking love you for that. Thanks again.) Jenny always finds the most amazing places to live, including a loft with a perfect view of Mt. Shasta (she used to say, "it's almost too much!") and on a frog pond in Oregon. Last summer when I went to Cali to veg, I did it at her house...and of course, it's like the most amazing place, pretty much rebuilt by them, with a huge, prolific garden, a homemade fish pond, and a 30 second walk down to the Sacramento River (where I sat on a rock for days...). I might have to move there. (Can Zack, Kaela, Ursy, and I live in the 2nd bathroom?) Love love love to Dave, Fiona, and Rowan. I miss all of you more than you know.
you give something that I can hold on to
I know you think that I'm like the others before
I saw your name and number on the wall
Hi Jenny! Welcome to the ridiculousness I call my blahg. Anyway, you guys...say hi to Jenny. She lives in Dunsmuir, Cali...right by Mt. Shasta, home to the tastiest and coldest tap water I've ever had. I met Jenny when I moved to Cali in 1991. I got a job at this vegetarian cooperative restaurant in Davis. Within a week of meeting her, I dropped a tray, a bucket opener, and a plate on her head. Regardless of those mishaps, we became fast friends, spent lots of time together in and out of the restaurant/coffeehouse, and were in each other's weddings. After I had the twins, their nursery was in a shambles because they appeared almost 2 months early, and while I was in the hospital, Jenny put together the entire nursery for me. (I fucking love you for that. Thanks again.) Jenny always finds the most amazing places to live, including a loft with a perfect view of Mt. Shasta (she used to say, "it's almost too much!") and on a frog pond in Oregon. Last summer when I went to Cali to veg, I did it at her house...and of course, it's like the most amazing place, pretty much rebuilt by them, with a huge, prolific garden, a homemade fish pond, and a 30 second walk down to the Sacramento River (where I sat on a rock for days...). I might have to move there. (Can Zack, Kaela, Ursy, and I live in the 2nd bathroom?) Love love love to Dave, Fiona, and Rowan. I miss all of you more than you know.
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