Happy Birthday, Leslie Figg

Happiest of birthdays to one of the most important people in my life, Leslie Figg.

She is tough as nails. She gets shit done, and gets it done right. She thinks on behalf of other people, never just herself. She pours her heart and soul into everything she touches.

I met Leslie in a business context at the tail end of Covid and hired her to help with the administration of my five brick and mortar businesses, Float Sixty. She was so effective, reliable and proactive that she eventually became my Chief of Staff. As we were building the Great Lakes Sports Hub she slowly started taking on more. Now that I have closed and sold all of the spa locations, she has transitioned fully to an admin capacity working mostly for my husband Bobby. He feels the same about her as I do.

Business is business, but a few years in she was no longer JUST my employee (I always joked she was actually my boss). She became one of the best friends I have grown to have in my adult life. I love this woman fiercely. I love her husband Will Fi, and her amazing kids Olivia Figg and Jake Figg. I love her dog, Ivy. I love her friends I have not even met, because we share this Leslie Figg angel in our lives. I love every part of her sassy attitude. I love her heart.

When I was diagnosed with stage IV cancer sixty days ago, she showed me another side of her that I wake up grateful for every single day. I cannot say enough, or articulate in words, the gratitude I have for this woman.

Happy Birthday, Squeaks. 🤗

PS: one of the photos here is from yesterday at the Cedar Lake Dairy Belle. She "gently" encouraged me to get out of my house after five days with a fever and an awful post chemo side effect week. I look like I am about to bust out in song 🎶 using that non-dairy Dole Whip cone as a 🎤.