I Love My Friends, Volume Three: Jen

This is Jen. Everybody say, "Hi Jen!" I met Jen online about 2 years ago. No, not on a dating site. Silly. We met through an online garage sale site. Because we both like to buy and sell crap. Stefanie used to take dance in Howell, and Jen and I would meet on a street corner for our transactions. Yes, transactions. On a street corner. We called it "our corner." Jen and I talk all day long... online. We talk about all kinds of things, but pretty much all of our conversation is tinged with humor or sarcasm or both. Because Jen is damn funny. She is witty and smart and freaking hilarious. I try to keep up with her banter, but she runs circles around me. She's quick. I'm like, slow down, I'm trying to be funny here! But she leaves me in the dust. There are a lot of inside jokes in our friendship. We could have a series of Seinfeld episodes. Some of the titles could be... 1) The Mexicans 2) The MDQ 3) The Ruby and The Greta 4) The Poodle Skirt 5) The SIDWA with a dose of POOS and Betty 6) The Gay Bedding 7) The Bowling Green One of the greatest things about Jen is her generous spirit. She has helped me with projects and other things, and she is always willing to do a favor for me. She is my favorite favor sharer. I can't think of anyone else who is so happy and nice about doing favors. I try not to take advantage of her kindness in this arena. Jen is full of sage advice, incredibly supportive, a great encourager, and did I mention damn funny? If not, I just want to say she's damn funny. Damn. Funny.