One is my oldest friend in the world, and the other is a very new friend.
They are both eminently sane but accept me anyway, adorable, loving, smart, supportive and wickedly talented. Both are loyal and easy to be with. Both have steely organizational inner wizards beneath a bubbly, easy-going exteriors. You don't mess with Virgos; most of my best friends in life are Virgos. My first college roommate -- who just turned 40-- was a Virgo, and I am convinced that I would have flunked out with a nervous breakdown if it hadn't been for her groundedness and goodness. Also, Virgos don't coddle you. They say, "I have your schedule in my hand, and here's what you have to do today. Get it together, girl. I know you can." And when they tell you you can, you can. LOVE 'em.
(I'm a Capricorn -- grounded, ambitious -- but with a SCORPIO MOON, which makes me psycho, if you believe such things, and on many days, I do.)
Virgos rock. Happy, happy birthday Mary, Jasmine, Dan H., Julie B., Hafhida.
And happy 40th to Melissa and Michael. Glad you'll be joining me in this great new decade.