Sometimes you just have to do a girlfriend over-the-top, sweet-potato-queen-in-the-making weekend. So, last week, my girlfriend of many years, Leigh Coulter Beal, the diva of Fernandina Beach, turned 50. I myself am only a year from that so I felt it proper..along with our other friend Lisa DeGreif Lauterbach, to honor her. So Lisa hopped on a plane from NY, I hopped on a plane from Chicago (along with two suitcases of tshirts, boas, tiaras, crepe paper, greyish black roses, a $50 MILLION dollar check, tinsel, scrapbooks and whatever else we could come up with.) When she walked in the door after work there we were...with a margarita in our hands..
The pictures tell the story. Though, in fairness, they do not show the look on the faces of David Beal Jr and Sarah Elizabeth Beal as we sat in the stands at the baseball game, cheering David on, in our boas and tiaras. Totally worth it.
Happy $50 Million Celebration, LCB. Here's to $50 million more!
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