THEMED FRIDAY

We're horrible. We get it. Sorry.

This weeks shared theme: a fictional account about our fateful meeting. It includes a shared sentence! What is that sentence? Well, read both posts and see if you can find it. Duh.

A story this beautiful needs to be felt, to be seen, to have a smell. Actually, no. We met at speech camp and the smells there are of fear, caffeine, and complete OWNAGE of rooms. Not the greatest smell in the world. Anyway, shall we begin?

The scene opens with a young Michelle checking into the GAC Summer Speech institute. She is a bit apprehensive, but excited at the same time. She is soon to be a Junior in high school and has a dorky haircut. Obviously, she is lost. The wheel of her suitcase is stuck and is making for a very awkward walk through the halls of the dorm. She approaches the dorm that is to be hers for the next week. The door is open and she awkwardly pokes her head in.

Michelle: Hello? Is anyone here?
Voice: Another person who enjoys speech! It's true! They exist!

A girl, approximately 30 days younger than Michelle emerges from one of the two bedrooms into a lounge area. Their eyes lock and thunder claps! This is a sign from Thor the God of Thunder! They shall be friends!

Kelsey: Did you hear that thunder?
Michelle: Yea, pretty sure it means we're destined to be bffers or something.
Kelsey: Totally. We both have that aura of awesome surrounding us. And Thor did use a mighty thunder clap to signal the beginning of our friendship. Let's begin.

Both girls simultaneously start talking about EVERYTHING.
FADE TO BLACK
The curtain rises three days later. The girls are hanging out in their lounge sorting through scripts, making important highlights on paper, and eating cheetos.

Kelsey: Michelle, you know how we are the same person? Well, I do interp and you should be doing P/A.
Michelle: Yes, we are connected at the brain. And, I agree. Why in the world am I going to waste my time at this camp doing prep for a script and category that I won't even compete in during the season?
Kelsey: Valid question. Any way, how do I play a woman who has cancer, her dog died, both of her children are going through identity crisis, her husband only eats cat treats, and she's cross-eyed in both eyes?
Michelle: She's cross-eyed in BOTH eyes? Is that even possible?
Kelsey: Anything is possible.
Michelle: Truth.

Allowing this moment of extreme clarity to sink in, the lights fade to black. The curtain rises on the girls sitting in the caf, dressed in suits, stuffing their faces with food.
Michelle: I love cheese.
Kelsey: Me too.
Michelle: Kelsey, I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.


END SCENE. END OF PLAY

And there you have it, folks. A completely made-up, but could also be partly the truth, version of how Kelsey and I met each other. I'm sure her's will be far more creative and will probably involve a yeti or something, but I am quite tired. Driving home for the weekend took its toll.

So be sure to check out Kelsey's blog Ramblings of a Hypothetical Giant and see her version of the tale.

You're the words to my sentence.

It's midday and I'm hitting at 2:07 wall. No, I'm not promoting 5 hour energies, because those are gross. I am far more of a coffee girl.

Not saying I'm addicted, but I'm pretty addicted. Not a morning goes by without some sort of espresso-based beverage. Well, usually it's a mug of black coffee. That's right. Black. I'm hardcore.

Lately, it has been far too hot to drink my typical light-roast. I turned to my favorite website (Pinterest, duh)and found this delicious drink.

OM NOM NOM! It is SO very tasty! The link was removed from Pinterest, so here are the instructions:

--Brew a pot of strong coffee
--After allowing the coffee to cool, pour into an ice cube tray
--Freeze the coffee cubes
--Once frozen, put coffee cubes in a glass (duh) and pour vanilla-flavored almond milk into the glass
--Drink!

Did I mention this is delicious? Because it is!

In other news, my friend (because I'm not as professional as John...read his blog, you'll understand what I'm talking about) John started a blog! Woot! You can find it here: John Eavin

What am I currently listening to/where the heck does that title come from? This video:

I've Got This Friend...

KELSEY IS VISITING KELSEY IS VISITING KELSEY IS VISITING!!!

Yea, I may explode of excitement. Only, I won't. Because then I would be dead and unable to spend a glorious 3 1/2 days with Kelsey. Which would be bad. I will avoid exploding at all costs. Yea, that's a good plan.

In other news, which still relates to this visit, I've been busy planning activities for us to do. So far I have ADVENTURING, pie, a theatrical performance, and a fancy dinner. SO MANY ACTIVITIES. Plus, the traditional Duluth tourist mumbo-jumbo because I have a Duluth tourist on my hands.


This song doesn't really pertain to anything I wrote about. It just has the word friend repeated throughout the song. Plus, it was playing on my 8tracks as I was typing.

A friend knows you, and still loves you just the same.

I have been blessed with so many beautiful people in my life. There are six fantastic women who, if they were not in my life from second grade to now, I would probably be that odd kid who collects various belly button lints to make murals with whilst muttering to myself. Yea, they are that important to me.

After high school I had no idea how we would all stay close, but thanks to the internet and visits home I still feel connected to these lovely ladies. Changes happen, but we still love and accept each other for our uniquely wonderful selves.

Yesterday night a few of us spent some time indulging on junk food, catching up on life during the school year, talking about the future, and laughing. There's always so much laughing.
Do you want to know why I know these girls will be my friends to the end? Well, I'll tell ya.

But first, a quick side note (that is relevant, trust me.) I have a condition called retained femoral anteversion in my right hip. It means I don't walk in the "normal" sense seeing as my hips don't fully rotate. Yea, it's strange, I'm strange, whatever. I'm just a bit pokey when it comes to running and walking.

Back to the story...
We were creating a strategy in case of a zombie-Apocalypse and, because of my hip, I offered myself as a sacrifice. In my mind, they have a chance for a long, fulfilling life if I slow down the hoards of brain-munching un-dead. Instead of readily agreeing to my plan, another was formulated which involves placing conveniently located motor scooters for me to ride and/or riding upon the back of our dear friend, Emmy. (Oh, Emmy if you are reading this post, yea we decided this...without you...sorry)

I love these ladies and it's going to be strange not living in the same city. But, that just means we must have traveling adventures instead!

Yes, we are all dressed up for the final Harry Potter movie premier.