Nomemmer Nineteen

When Jacquie was a wee tiny tot, and we asked her when her birthday was, she'd reply, "Nomemmer Nineteen." We asked when her birthday was a lot because the answer was so entertaining.

And today? Is Nomemmber Nineteen. Which can only mean one thing.

Happy Birthday, Jacquie!

Jacquie is stunningly gorgeous, clearly, but that is just one small aspect of her exceptional, diverse, and quite hysterical personality.

She's fun. Okay, that much is clear.

She's also a goofball. We've discussed this before.

She can do rigor mortis like nobody's business.

She learned that from our old family dog, Bogie.

She's an excellent back-up singer. She knows all the moves to Tina Turner's Proud Mary. So does Jane. And now, so do I. Thanks to those two.

She's got a pretty stinking beautiful family.

Cheer up, Jacquie, wouldja?

She's an excellent dancer, especially when Soldier Boy is playing . . .

. . . she looks like a movie star while playing shuffleboard . . .

. . . and she will hang out and close the bar with her like-minded drunks pals.

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She's a wonderful mom . . .

. . . . and a fantastic sister.
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Really. She is.

And clearly, she's a world-famous hugger, too.

As a kid -- as our baby sister -- she was always cute as a button.

I know this is all about Jacquie, but Jane? Nice outfit. Is that a flightsuit?

Jacquie could always kill it in a cowl neck . . .
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. . . and has always been very supportive.

Our Jacqueline. A great sister . . .

. . . a fabulous co-blogger . . .

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. . . a rockin' cross-country-trip companion . . .

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. . . and a swell friend. In a word? She rocks.

Happy Birthday, Jacquie!