She brought me THREE kinds of soup*, sourdough english muffins, hummus, nummy crackers, kittyfood, some weird frozen food, and-- get this-- roses and Brussels cookies (because they didn't have my favouritest kind).
Then she gave me money.
I love my Michele. Don't think I don't know how freaking lucky I am to have such a fabulous friend. If she had a penis... maaaaaaaan. I don't think P woulda hadda chance ;)
OK, enough mushiness. Time for more cookies :)
* This is actually pretty amazing, and waaaay superwonderful of her, considering the fact that I'm allergic to MSG, which most soups contain, and she has to read every darned label!
