Today is Lisa Ricci Casparriello's birthday. She's my oldest (as in longest) friend. We met when I was around almost 3. She was 6. I ran outside in my diaper and begged her to play with me. She was like a big sister to me. She was the first person to tell me I needed a bra. She always made me be Kate Jackson so she could be Jacklyn Smith when we played Charlie's Angels. And she was the first person to turn me on to Woody Allen movies. What more could you ask for in a sister?
Happy Birthday, Lisa. I hope it's a good one.
I'll post a picture of her when I get home from work.