Hello, blog world. This is Coach. (The butt of her jokes. Don't believe everything you read.) I am stepping in to do a birthday blog for none other than Tru Stories.
I thought(she told me)since Tru Stories writes all of these nice, sincere, sometimes a little sarcastic birthday blogs, she deserves one of her own. Since I have a great background in writing(none at all), I figured I could knock one out with some of my own creative writing(by just copying her style).
I tried to find songs lyrics to describe the wonderful things about this woman. I searched, I do know a lot of music. I had some trouble.
I tried to find a song that could describe her ability to throw a party. Tru Stories can throw a serious party, whether it be a killer fundraising Relay for Life bash where everyone dresses up crazy, a kids birthday party with millions of fairies running around or just a house party to make you think you're in college again. Whatever the party, she goes all in, and if you have not made one, it should be on your bucket list.
It is awfully hard to pick a song that can describe the feeling when she gives you a smile. As many of you know, she does not give them out to just anyone. Sometimes it is difficult to find, once its out it brightens up any room. I once said, she is hard to win but easy to love (this is where Tink gets it).
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me
She can lead you to love,
she can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe
And she'll take what you give her as long it's free
She steals like a thief,
but she's always a woman to me
Ohh... she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time
Ohh... and she never gives out
And she never gives in, she just changes her mind
She's frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool
She can't be convicted, she's earned her degree
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me
Our children love you.
If I knew nothing else about you, that would be enough.
You are the chocolate to Coco's milk,
the Peanut Butter to Tink's jelly,
Sam Wise to The Kid's Froto,
and the Princess Leia to my Han Solo.
And just for the record, its still stupid.
She's got a mouth.