Julie started a conversation about who’s your best friend, and you know I can never turn down a good call to participate. I’m even going to doubly participate, because I have two best friends.

This was when Mike and I first started dating, way back in the day. We went to Museum of Science and Industry, and had to pack our lunch and eat in the car because we didn’t have any money.

This was St. Patrick’s day, after a rough week. Mike went to every family gathering after Nana died, and was even ready to put his paramedic skills in action if anything happened to Papa since he wasn’t handling things well.

Mike has been my BFF since college, and Ollie is our sidekick.

This is my college roommate, Stacie, on one of our many weekend benders. We don’t see each other very often, but we keep in touch through snarky emails about why we haven’t gotten together and cause trouble when we do get together.

She’s married with a daughter now, but she doesn’t give me too much grief for still being single and spending my money on expensive purses, which I appreciate.

Stacie is my BFF that knows too much.