A Little Catch-Up...

Are you ready for the longest post of my blogging career??? Then read on...

Okay, I know I know. I've totally been procrastinating. But... I love to read other peoples' blogs. I would rather do that than write on my own. You know, I start to read a friend, of a friend, of a friend's blog, and I look at the clock and it's three hours later, and bed time. And I'm taking Jen T.'s advice (who is my new neighbor that I absolutely LOVE) and actually writing a post. So, here is what's been going on with our really awesome lives.

July 5: Flew to Boise to attend Nate's cousin Nicole's wedding. Arrived at 9:00 a.m. Went shopping in downtown Boise which actually... was better than I expected. There were some cool little shops there. We had a good time.

July 6: Nicole's wedding in the morning. Luncheon following. Very nice. And might I just mention that it was hotter than hell itself in Boise that weekend. Record breaking heat. And the luncheon was outside, under a patio, but outside nonetheless. I'm going to work extra hard to go to heaven so that I don't ever have that kind of hot misery again. And I'm from Southern California for gosh sakes, you'd think I'd be used to it. Well, I'm not. Flew back to NM at 6:oo p.m. That's right folks. We were there for 33 hours.

Nicole and the new hubby Jake the Snake. I hope he doesn't mind me calling him that, which I did, seeing that I've met him once... on the day of his wedding.
All the sisters. Aren't they gorgeous?
Nicole's flowers.
Becca. One of the sisters of the bride and maybe my spades partner in our upcoming family reunion in hell, I mean, Las Cruces, NM. Can you tell how excited I am to go to southern NM in JULY???
P.S. I love to do fun things with photos. Can you tell?

The next few pictures are really for Brooke W. If you refer to #61 on my 100 list you will note a certain story pertaining to a fight with a roommate. That roommate would be Brooke. Now Brooke, correct me if I'm wrong, but here is the story as I remember it.

One night in college (sophomore year), Shar wanted to go out, probably to hang out with some boys. And she wanted Brooke to go with her. But Brooke wanted to "study" or whatever. So Shar opened the drawer to Brooke's' dresser and started throwing Brooke's' socks at Brooke. Brooke did not like this one bit. Brooke started to get a little angry and red faced, like she would when she would get mad or embarrassed. Then they started to wrestle on Brooke's bed, Shar trying to get Brooke off the bed and out the door and Brooke trying to stay put. Then, Shar ended up beneath Brooke, in the meanwhile, Brooke tries to sit on Shar's face. At this point Shar puts up her feet to block Brooke's face sitting-on, and launches Brooke off of her unusually high bed (we had to put cinder blocks underneath our beds to boost them up so that we would have some kind of storage in that joint!). At this point, after the launching, Shar realizes that "Oh my gosh, Brooke's going to die if she hits the floor face first flying off of Brooke's unusually high bed!" So Shar grabs the lower half of Brooke's body to lessen the smashing of Brooke's face into the floor. On the way to crashing face first onto the floor, Shar hits her face on Brooke's desk and ends up looking like this...


































































And this is with all the blood cleaned up. (Sorry for the poor picture quality, it's a picture of a picture.) After the blood was cleaned up, and Shar realized that she wasn't going to die, or be maimed for life, Shar and Brooke could not stop laughing, and all was well in the kingdom of Colonial 408. Needless to say, they did not go out that night, and Brooke got her way. As always. And Shar got a fat lip and a swollen right nostril.
And to this day, we are still friends. That right there, that's love. Oh wait, I forgot. Oh my gosh... Brooke, I bet you were hoping I'd forget. While we were laughing so hard after the blood was cleaned up, ...........Brooke peed her pants. That's right. Right on the carpet in our bathroom. I think I laughed so hard, I might have peed a little too. Oh... the good 'ole college days.

Brooke, the next picture is for you too. You said I don't post any pictures of myself, well... here you go. This is Yoo-Hoo and me on Mother's day.

Jackie B., I told you I was gonna cut me some bangs.

P.S. Brooke please don't kill me or sit on my face for posting that you peed your pants. I do it all the time now but for entirely different reasons than laughing so hard. (sneezing, coughing, jumping, etc.) I guess that's what having a baby will do to your bladder.