If back in high school, someone had told me that, the formidable Michelle Juan, the ONLY debater who could get away with cursing during her speech (because she's just too damn good), would someday move heaven and earth for the success of my wedding and then be my maid of honor and sister-in-law, I would have laughed out loud and then seriously asked them what they were smoking.
Happy Birthday Michelle!
Ok, maybe not, since I didn't know much about smoking back then. But it still would have been unbelievable. And yet, in the most twisted of fates and the perfect example of how teeny tiny the world is, here we are, vacationing as a family, sharing a driver, attending YOGA (of all things. I'm really sorry, that's just too %#@& difficult for me.)
God must really love you. HAHAHAHA!!!
Kidding aside, I know my existence sort of puts the pressure on you to produce other Juan heirs and heiresses, but I couldn't have asked for a cooler, funnier, sweeter (gah! but it's true), more-entertaining-when-she's-drunk sister-in-law. Thank God you're not so scary outside of debate. In fact, you're not scary at all after seeing Papa Juan tease you. :D Anyway, Happy Birthday! May you conquer your fate and have a blast in the process.