Setting The Record Straight

Hello Everyone,

Unfortunately today, I have to take time out of my busy schedule to set the record straight. Usually I do not give any weight to rumors, gossip, or slander. But when I heard that there was a certain individual saying things that were so untrue and so disturbing I know that I would have to make a formal statement.

I have, do, and will always love Crystal. Before I met her I dreamed of a friend like her. When I saw her I knew my life would never be the same. As we have continued our friendship I knew I would never be able to forget her.

So, for all those who think we will ever be anything less than Super Plus Best Friends Forever. I have one thing for you to see. Please scroll down.



I have already made this picture the back ground on my phone, computer, and ipod. I have a shirt being made and I plan on wearing it at least twice a week with this picture on it. I promise all of you that I will not...nay, I CANNOT forget about Crystal.

BOO

I Ran Into An Old Crush Last Night

Last night I ran across this picture and I thought it was SUPER COOL. Plus I have always been in love with Mark Hamill. So much so that I once met a boy who looked like Mr Skywalker and got up early every morning to play ultimate Frisbee with him. Two things I really really hate. Any way, Enjoy the picture. It makes me wonder why I didn't notice Harris lookn' all fine.

Form left to right. Han Solo, Darth Vader, Chewbacca, Leia, R2D2, Luke Skywalker

Pink Is The New Matching Shirts

Rhett and I car pool in the morning and we get up very very very early. Before 5:00am early. Which I think is still technically the night before and I am patitioning that the state recognize it as such. If you would like to join the fight against 4:00AM please contact me at http://www.not_possibly_time_to_get_up_yet.com/.

My morning "get ready" routine usually consists of three steps.

Step 1: Roll out of Bed
Step 2: Put on cloths in the dark
Step 3: Grab something from the fridge for lunch

DONE.

This morning I followed my routine to the letter and Rhett and I were on our way. Usually on the drive over I will play a little solitaire on my phone because I couldn't possibly manage a polite conversation with Rhett. (My sister Sarah knows what I am talkin' about.) After about 10 minutes I finally look up to find Rhett wearing the same shirt as me! Thats right ladies and gentlemen we both were wearing a pink polo shirt, and the only distinguishing difference was a small KB Home logo that was stiched into mine.

AAARRRGGHH!!!! It was imbarrasing, but is spurred a rather fun afternoon of family pictures. We tried to make it as classic as we could. I think Rhett's hand on my shoulder is a very romantic touch.

Why I Can't Go To The Gym

Yesterday evening I put on my fanciest gym cloths and my bright yellow socks because I was going to Reformer Bar Class (it involves a bar with stretchy bands on it). I love this class and my instructor looks, talks, and acts just like Terrie Garr. We took out all of our supplies which included a mat, towel, tennis balls, and the reformer bar. I sat down and the instructor announces "Everyone make sure they signed in!" Rhett and I looked at each other...(Sign in?)

Rhett: "Oh, we have to sign in?"

Instructor: "Yeah you sign in because this is a class you have to pay for."

WHAT!!!! We had no idea, I had been to this class two times before and this was the first I had ever heard of it. It was obvious to everyone that we were non-payers and the women who take gym classes do not like non-payers. In fact the woman right behind me sounded like a mad penny pinching parrot "Raawk, you have to pay! You have to pay for this class! RAAWK!"

So, Rhett and I had to get out of there, and it's not like we could bolt. We had to put all of our things away first... the mat, the towel, the tennis balls, and the reformer bar. With everyone watching us.

And that is why I can't go to the gym.