This is a Joey

Sometimes we call Soph a JOEY when she wears a baseball cap. This is a Mets cap I bought for her friend Feyd's 1st B-day.
A few of her pals are turning the big Oh-1 this year, so her calendar has been very packed. Typical New Yorker. That was one of my pet peeves when I was "in the mix." especially working in PR. When you would see people out at "events" and ask how they were it was eye-roll, whine; "I've been soooo busy." over and over. I mean, its true I'm sure, but stop saying it like you have been curing hemmoroids. You've been going to parties for free booze and shopping every weekend!
I digress....here is Soph in all her JOEY glory. She also had a b-day, recently and if I was a decent god-fearing blogger I would have a lovely entry concerning that, but I am terrible and haven't been feeling an attack of the sillies in a few weeks, and thats really when I do my best blogging. So this one's for you, Kyle in Korea. Hey-Is it true that mourners there wear white and not black? How weird!