I’ve had my eye on this baby for over a year and in less than three weeks I’ll actually have earned the supreme honor of wearing it. You know, assuming I don’t keel over and die at mile 24… fingers crossed! Although, in the event that does happen, I’m sure that this necklace can be custom ordered to read “24.3” if need be. You can bury me in it and I will leave this Earth a very happy girl.
Please note, unless your mug looks like this guy:
(a.k.a the most handsome, endearing, supportive and
loving husband on the surface of the planet)
you may disregard all shameless plugs for material gifts in commemoration of once in a lifetime accomplishments.
That is all.