amy turns 27 (and we love her)

I've mentioned it before, but it bears repeating: I have the most supportive, weirdest, best friends ever.  We gathered at The Burrow last weekend to celebrate 27 years of Amy.  It was the objective best.

We made tacos/nachos, ate ice cream, snuggled on the couch and watched a movie.  Tess and I got Amy: an "eek" sign, a manatee shirt, and a bike mug (that she's using as a toothbrush holder).