So, Marcus’ sister (AKA not-so-far-in-the-future-sister-in-law) Michelle returned from her sojourn in Hawaii today. I love her more, because her return warranted a family BBQ. And, despite the drizzle that foiled my original running plans (I managed to sneak in MOST of my run), it did not foil the grilling plans.
Can I get an amen?
In case you were wondering what she’s all about, here’s what she looks like when she’s been attacked by Photoshop.
Because I know you were wondering, no, Michelle doesn’t suffer from Mount Rushmore Syndrome (MRS), a condition that manifests itself through human busts protruding from natural rock formations. Take THAT WebMD.
It’s entirely plausible that this may also end up being her album cover someday, should she ever decide to release a Billboard-busting hit. I would hold a competition to name said album, but I think we can all agree that this alludes to something on the order of Island Whispers.
Welcome home lady!