hey, HOOKER FACE!! I've never spent more than ten minutes in the company of Liz and Kasey without getting the giggle fits at least once. I tell you what. you get us three together, there's gonna be alot of laughter and some quite...interesting...bitchy...halarious conversations. the common greeting? "hey, hooker face!!" (yeah, I have no idea what that means either, but tis quite funny anyway!) there's no topic too personal, no story too graphic. we are totally ourselves around each other, and its quite wonderful.
pee.esss. that second absolutely horrendous piccy of me? yeah. that only got included because it is HALARIOUS. I look like a freaking horse!!
this funny man, who is my bestest friend in the whole world turns...OLD...today. 
happy birthday, Boogher.
last weekend Doug and I headed out to the Ozarks to see the boat races (and mostly to get the hell out of dodge...stir crazy much?). it was a weekend of new experiences for me. first time pulling a trailer (strait forward and strait backward, but still!), first time shooting Doug 's 45 (thank god I missed the bald eagle flying overhead), first time seeing a bald eagle in the wild...
first time riding a jet ski. I was convinced I was going to die before I even got on the thing, and when Doug ran it full speed in our little cove, I didn't change my mind. in fact, that's exactly the reponse I gave him when he asked what I thought..."I am going to DIE!! *giggle, giggle*."
but NOTHING could have prepared me for what it would be like riding that thing out on the main channel. boat races=5 million boats (nope, not exaggerating). you know what else boat races=? waves so high you might as well be in the middle of the ocean. at one point we came down from a wave so hard I swear I lost 3 inches of height. and you know what? I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF IT. every.single.second. and I cannot WAIT to do it again.
"I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand, not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand. life is good today." - Zac Brown Band
if you have the opportunity to go to the river with Boogher, Dan, Christine, and my brother? do it. I had a bonfire, beer, and good conversation. and FISH! I sat on a lawnchair in the middle of the river and let the water roll by. I actually peed TWICE outside and not once on myself. (only Doug will truly understand what a proud moment that was for me!) most of all? I got the gentle reminder of just what good people my friends are.
