I'm pretty much crazy for volunteering to take my super cool friend Charlotte and her sister Emily to the airport tomorrow morning at 4:30 am. Charlotte is pretty cool, though; who wouldn't want to take her to the airport? She totally owes me and can probably do that through several Friday nights of mac and cheese, Monk, and homemade Oreos.
This is actually Charlotte--not Brooke. Brooke, you left your account up, so naturally I pretended to be you. Ha. You rock my socks for taking me up to the airport--just thought your entire blog readership should know. :)