Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. Susan B. Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton. Thelma and Louise. Batgirl and Black Canary. History and media are full of famous female super-duos. These partners (in crime) overcome obstacles, make movie-worthy memories, and sometimes even save the world.
This is an epic birthday tribute Heather Leah, one half (the shorter half :D) of one such super-team now entering its 13th year of existence.
I met Heather (aka, “Doom Ugget”, among other designations) once before we truly became friends. I was 12 or 13 years old and we encountered one another at a mutual friend’s birthday party. We instantly hated each other. After all, we both loved drawing, singing, writing, Sailor Moon (we both insisted upon being Sailor Mars. This was not allowed), and – unbeknownst to us at this juncture – saving the world. Surely there wasn’t room on Earth for two of us. So we cast evil girl glares at each other a few times and went on our merry way.
Three or four years later, a summer school American History class – or perhaps, fate (!) – brought us back together. I happened to sit behind her and noticed she looked familiar. It didn’t take long for us to realize we’d met years before at that fateful birthday party. By this time, our prepubescent envy had faded into mutual curiosity about each other, so we got to talking again. This time, we realized those quirks we shared – especially that saving the world thing – could unlock some major best friend potential.
The first birthday Heather celebrated with me was in that very summer school history class. With a mischievous smile, Heather put my own love of singing to the test, challenging me to sing her Happy Birthday… in front of the whole class (I would learn later that embarrassing me publicly was among Heather’s favorite pasttimes. Lub u.). I couldn’t very well turn down the challenge. Facing a little awkward silence and expectant eyes upon me, I took a deep breath and sang.
To wish Heather a happy birthday, I will re-enact that first epic tribute! It sounded a little something like this:
Happy Birthday, Heather.
P.S.: Please ignore my crazy hair.