shauna wears pink goulashes in the winter time and pants throughout the summer...
there is a starbucks cup permanently attached to her hand...
you don't have to ask, she will do all of the grocery shopping and then refuse your money when you try to pay for your half...
she wears ladybug stickers in her cleavage...
when shauna is stressed, she bakes. and if it is fall, she bakes the greatest pumpkin chocolate chip cookies you've ever tasted. and if she lives with me, she always saves me a container of the uncooked dough so i can eat it while watching a movie...
when i lived with her, shauna always let me steal her clothes and they were c-u-t-e cute...
she can tell you where every single privately owned coffee shop in reno is located...even the ones tucked away behind trees and brick houses...
she must be the most patient person alive because she never killed rascal...even when he peed on her floor and chewed on her blankets...
only shauna knew what i meant when i said, "it's day three..."
she will make you feel like the resurrected Christ if you give her a thirty dollar gift card to trader joe's...
you'll never find a better person to share a glass of wine with...
her ass is AMAZING!!!
one of shauna's hugs is like getting a hug from everyone you know all at once...
contrary to popular belief, shauna will let you know that a denim jacket can go with everything...
one word...bangkok...
she may only have twenty bucks to her name, but she will buy you coffee and lunch before she'll put gas in her jeep (which is big pimpin' by the way)...
oprah is her hero...
when i create a non-profit in africa, she's going to do my PR pro-bono...
if you live with shauna, there will always be fresh flowers in your house and you will always want to come home...
i met shauna while pulling my first set of all-nighters in reno. she brought us energy drinks and candy bars. i thought she was an angel...
she will interview all of your potential boyfriends...
no one makes turquoise look so good...
she has this dance where she looks like she's in the marching band...
when shauna gets embarassed she turns beet red and it's the cutest thing you've ever seen...
she's not a cheerleader...she's a heckler...
she won't make you feel bad when you've had a little too much to drink and you stumble over your words even though she wants to laugh her guts out...
and the final reason i love shauna mccarthy and think that she's the greatest human to have ever walked the planet is this: she is the kindest and most servant-hearted person i have ever encountered in all of my life. her love is true and she forgives everything...literally EVERYTHING. she spends herself for everyone she meets and her own needs are an afterthought...something she'll get to if she ever has an extra minute. you look in her eyes and see how people are supposed to be...you share a home with her and you live in a place that radiates affection...you become her friend and you have found selflessness embodied.
happy birthday shauna...may you reap what you've sewn this year...
love, hugs, and ladybugs,
your roommate
