Bazz was in the same company with my hubby at the Citadel, forever-and-a-day ago. I'm racking my brain here to remember the first time we met and I can't remember if he was among the group of guys who used to hang out at mine and Sarah's apartment our Junior year... or if it was that summer that we officially first met Bazz...
In any case, Jamie has been a great friend... when we bought our first house he bought and helped DJ install our privacy fence.... and even when we were in Japan, we would get regular phone calls from him. He is an amazing cook, a very bad dancer, a newly minted Wii addict, a very bad influence on small children (especially in the use of proper language department), and an all around fantastic source of entertainment. If you ever meet our Bazz, please ask him to do his Borat impression. You. Will. NOT. BE. Sorry. Especially after two bottles of wine... that helps too. :)
So... as not to prolong this any further... because I can hear Jamie yelling at me, "WTH, skip over all this mushy-girly-froo-froo sh** and just show me the damn pictures peanut!"
Here ya go...
Love you Bazz.
Until next time,
~ K
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