She's like my imaginary friend.

Or maybe a pretend friend.

Doesn't matter what I call her,

she's still my friend.

My blog friend.

There.  That's better.

I've never met her

but I swear I saw her.

A couple of years ago,

as I was standing at the register at JoAnn's,

I looked up at the door and in she walked.

Well, in my mind, it was her.

The woman that entered the store

was a spittin' image of Sandi.

Even though I'd never seen her in person,

and only saw pictures of her on her blog,

that woman could have passed as Sandi's twin.

I couldn't resist sending her a birthday card.

She received it the other day.

Just a couple of days early.

Just the way I like for my cards to arrive.

Happy birthday

to my imaginary, pretend blog friend.