…this time to our good friend The Most Excellent Michelle, who turns (I’m pretty sure) 29 today. I’m finding it utterly impossible to believe that I’ve known her for nine years, but, somehow, it’s true.
Michelle’s one of my very favorite people: she’s whip-smart, a truly genuine person, a helluva lot of fun to play Drunken Uno with, cute as the proverbial button and an absolute sweetheart–though I intend to keep myself off of her shitlist, because I don’t that’s where anyone would want to be.
(Hmm, I realized while writing that last paragraph that those qualities also apply to her husband, my good buddy Monkeyboy Jay. But I can’t be throwing too many compliments his way just now or I won’t have anything to say when his birthday rolls around.)
So happy birthday, Michelle! I’m looking forward to being able to tell you that in person next year.