You’re getting the hang of it now. No gift for this one,

’cause you haven’t even left the house yet.

Here’s the next one:

A fellow cohort in crime,

she has been my best friend since before graduation in ’89,

has the next clue.

Drat, wrong clue! Here’s what was supppose to be in this post originally:

You found the clue! Yay! Now here is the next:

There are 14 of these, one for each month we have been together.

In one of these balls of hot air,

blown up with great care,

is your next clue.

Note: To all my friends reading this with confused looks on their faces, all will be revealed in short order, but for now, this message is just for Heather.