Today is Metoo’s 29th birthday. (Wow, I almost wrote that with a straight face.) Metoo is the blog’s most loyal commenter, one of its earliest readers, and a personal friend. Metoo keeps me on an even keel, and pulls me back into check when necessary. She is the bog sister I never had, so skipping her birthday would be the death of me.
In honor of the occasion, I posted a few photos to brighten her day – mostly because I am too cheap to get her a real gift. There are more below the fold.
Metoo, if you don’t like the photos, I’ll send you the gift receipt.
But I think you may like them.
Happy birthday, Metoo! Enjoy your day.