You guys love Woy, right?
Woy. Mike Woycheck. Master of the Sandwich. Godfather of Pittsburgh Bloggers. Granddaddy of WearPittsburgh. Sugardaddy of the Burgh Blog. The guy that takes me to lunch on occasion and tells me stories about all of you. I know everything. You have no secrets from me.
His gorgeous and funny wife Meg bore him a baby in the wee hours of the morning and let me tell you, I think Meg was technically in labor for 24 hours or so. Good God almighty what did women do to deserve that kind of torture? I blame Eve.
I let Woy know he must run out and purchase Meg some diamonds. Immediately. Don’t hesitate. She deserves them. Big ones. Shiny ones. Get me some while you’re there.
Anyway, my point is to congratulate Mr. Woy and Mrs. Woy on the birth of their sweet pea Madden.
So I guess I didn’t win the WoyGirl arrival contest.