There are few people more loyal than Amy, which helps explain why she’s been a bridesmaid 57 times. That number is probably inaccurate. But I know she has had legions of friends who couldn’t imagine spending their Big Day without her by their side, and it’s because she’s super. She’s funny and thoughtful, and she’s just as happy taking you out for a night on the town as she is curling up on the couch with you to watch some bad reality TV.

Amy and I met … well, she’ll tell you that story in a bit. I’ll tell you that from the time we met until the time Rockford and I left moved away, we were together all the time. It was like one of those sitcoms where the group of friends does everything together, and you wouldn’t believe that sort of thing actually happened if you hadn’t lived kind of the same thing except in Missouri instead of New York.

If they gave awards for being a great friend, Amy would win all of them. (Except for the Friend You Take Out for Sausage award, because she can hardly bring herself to say the word.)

Doc Brown has loaned you the DeLorean for a day. Where would you go, and what would you do once you got there?

This sounds pretty sad but my cousin, Lea passed away in 2008 just a few months after I got married and three days before Christmas at the age of 36. Although she had breast cancer, I don’t think, at that point in time, we were aware of the gravity of her situation. If I could, I would take the DeLorean to St. Louis and spend the day with her at the hospital. I regret not being there and not getting to tell her goodbye. She was loud, generous, fun and all together lovely and my family misses her dearly.

What’s in your purse right now?

This is an embarrassing question but it’s forcing me to clean out my purse right now. I have a lot of trash in my purse like gum wrappers, receipts and old shopping lists so essentially I am just carrying around a portable trash container. I also found a program from an event I attended on Sept 30 which is now promptly going in the trash along with old driving directions and church bulletins. Here’s what else I have in my purse: pens, Trident Bubble Gum (the best gum ever), gift certificates to Target and Starbucks for the upcoming bunco night I’m hosting, name badge for the hospital where I volunteer and do contract work, various business cards I have picked up, ticket stubs from both Esperanza Spalding and David Sedaris, checkbook, digital camera, Blackberry and wallet.

Who would star as you in the movie of your life? Who would play your significant other?

I have been told that I resemble Alyson Hannigan but she’s a tv actress so I would like to think either Kate Winslet or Julianne Moore. My husband would definitely be played by John Cusack.

Do you remember the first time we met?

Super Bowl XXXVIII on Feb 1, 2004. How’s that for a precise date? We were both invited to a mutual friend’s Super Bowl party (by the way, this same mutual friend also set me up with my husband) and immediately hit it off. By the end of the night we were building cheerleading pyramids in the kitchen. We bonded over music and the fact that we were more interested in hanging out in the kitchen than watching the Super Bowl. The rest is history. We’ve been BFFs ever since. The only crazy thing is that it actually seems like I’ve known you even longer.

What was your first job? How old were you, and how long did you work there? Did you like it?

My first job was working as a cashier at the local supermarket when I was 16. I actually loved it. I worked there for three and a half years as I stayed on while I was in college, too. I liked to refer to myself as “Super Checker” and had lots of sayings like, “I hate boys. Boys are stupid. Boys ruin everything.” Ahh, those were the days. The job was mostly a lot of fun because all of my friends worked there. We’d go there after school together, work for a few hours and hang out afterwards. One of my favorite memories from that job was leaving work with my friend, Amber. Once we got in my car we heard a muffled voice coming from the trunk saying, “Do exactly as I say and nobody will get hurt.” Yes, someone had crawled into my trunk and was hijacking us. We were terrified. In retrospect, we should have just driven straight to the police station but we saw our manager at the nearest gas station, jumped out of the car and frantically told him what was happening. I am not sure he really believed us but we were shaking. He popped the trunk and our friend, Sara jumped out. And this is how I learned to always lock my car doors.