Oh wait. Wrong award. But I’m sure the intended beneficiary of said “award” won’t mind. Can I get three Huzzah’s for Stacey Graham? I’ll wait while the gaiety commences.
*whistles a tune* *peruses the bookshelf… oh, haven’t read that…*
Cool. Because seriously– Stacey is one of the most awesome people I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. I have known her for several years now and each passing year she just gets cooler and cooler. I mean really, you HAVE to give props to a woman who can handle a household of one husband, FIVE girls (Yes, five), and two dogs. (Uh Stace? You do still have two dogs and no further children that I’m not aware of, right?)
Stacey and I met when I lived in Northern Virginia and we both hung out on Absolute Write. When we found out we only lived a few miles apart, we made plans to get together, but they kept falling through. (I mean really, what are little things like moving and giving birth compared to meeting me? But, I digress…) And it’s all okay. Because after said move and birth (waves to Vyo), we managed to meet for lunch one afternoon. It was all downhill… erm… I mean it was all roses and puppies after that!
She even managed to get me a job for a week one summer. Don’t think I’ll ever forgive her for that one, I HATE ticks and sweat bees… 😉 Nah, it was a fun time– except for said ticks and sweat bees.
Stacey has been an acquaintance, to a friend, to a best friend. She encourages me to write even when I don’t think I can and she is right. A lot. Yeah, stop doing that, okay? 😉
Love you Stacey. Now get yer butt down here to the beach so we can get some margaritas on the bay.