Celebrate the Day

Today I will celebrate the birthday of a friend that I swear fell from the sky.  He says he comes from the swamp in South Georgia and I will never know how the heck our paths ever crossed.  He is a genius mimic and can do all the voices of the Klumps.  Eddie Murphy's got nothing on him.  It's pretty fascinating to watch.  I was flabbergasted the first time I witnessed this.

He can predict when his phone will ring and who will be on the other end, my jaw drops and I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes.  His comedy is genius, a gift from above.  He makes everyone laugh.  EVERYONE.  Any ounce of poise or glamour that I try to maintain goes right out the window when he makes me laugh.  It erupts from me and my whole body starts to rock and I have to cover my face because tears just race down my face.  Joy.  When he is in a room full of people they just gravitate toward him, wanting to be close.  Light  beams from him and his smile is made from the same mold as some of our biggest movie stars, it can stop traffic.

We both worked at the same pizza shop and the owner got his britches in a bunch because he said we were more popular than the pizza and he didn't want us getting more attention than the food.  I was so happy.  I never had anyone criticize me for being more popular than pizza.  It was fabulous.  The owner called us the most famous non-famous people he knew and all we ever did was be nice to the customers.  We left that job real quick.

Now I have saved the best for last.  He has the voice of an angel.  When he sings he makes all the girls cry and some guys too.  I am a mess most of the time.  He belts Adele, Patsy Cline, John Mayer and even Lady Gaga to name a few.  The moments are precious when he plays the piano and sings something new.  Breathtaking.

So I look up to the sky and thank God that I got so lucky.  He defines true friendship through and through.  He teaches, listens, encourages and supports.  Talk about hitting the jackpot.

Happy Birthday Rudy!  :)