Thursday, June 5, 2014

Animals ate my car


 
Have you ever had a zebra chew your car? Food ripped out of your hand by a wildebeast?
 
Well, we have. It's called Lazy 5 Ranch
We took my little one there for her birthday.
 
I think my sis and I had more fun than the kids who were screaming from the back seats as camels, ostriches, and wild beasts all shoved their heads in our car windows.
 

 
 
Seriously, I'm not sure of the liability of a place like this but I am pretty certain that my vehicle was licked, drooled, chewed, and brushed upon by wild creatures from Africa. And it was amazing.
 
I pet the horns of animals the size of my car. I wanted to stand on the giraffe.
I pet the zebra and fed him after seeing signs that told us not to.
I wanted to ride the rhino around his entrapment.
I wanted to kidnap every little wild baby pig there.
My sister was robbed of our $3 bucket of food by what she called a cow but was certainly a bull with horns as big as her.
 
What a day filled with laughter.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

growing up

Making funny faces is pretty much what we do best.
 

Doesn't it feel good to make a funny face. Go ahead, try it.
 
See, feels good, right?
 
It's been an obsession of ours since we were little. It's something we are brilliant at.
 
Ever been down and feeling like the whole world sucks? Yea, us too. That feeling blows.
Let me give you a little background on us..
 
Our parents went through a divorce when we were 1 and 2 years old. Hey, some things just aren't meant to be. We could never see them together anyway and we never really knew the difference...
I digress.
 
They each remarried when we were like 3 and 4. Our step parents were pretty awesome. Our stepmom loved us like we were hers. Unfortunately, she passed away from a kidney disease on Mother's Day when we were 9 and 10. Life would never be the same after that. Our stepdad had an affair on our mom when were in our teenage years. Our biological parents met new people. Relationships were uncertain and unstable.
 
Family life became complicated and confusing to say the least.
 
There were so many changes. So many people coming in and out of our lives.
But the constant thing we did have... was each other.
Thank God for that.
I had someone by my side to fight battles with me, ride out the storms, face new situations, and love me unconditionally.
 
Sure, our childhood was a mixture of craziness and change.
It was filled with things most families never experience. It was filled with decisions children shouldn't have to make. It was filled with heavy doses of sadness and uncertain beginnings.
 
Our childhood certainly does not define who we are.
In fact, it makes us Stronger. Courageous. Braver.
It gave us an appreciation for calmness. It taught us that rainbows are at the end of storms.
 
Most importantly, it taught us love.
Cherish and love those around you. Hold tight to the relationships that mean the most to you.
And always, smile.
Life should be simple.
And if it isn't, find peace within yourself that every little thing, is gonna be alright.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Distance

What's funner than spewing soda out of your mouth from laughing so hard?
Sisterhood.
 
I mean seriously.
 
These are the woes of living far apart.
 
Heather lives in South Carolina now... making our time together very limited but extremely valued. Every moment we can be together is time well spent.
 
She gets me.
 


We may be complete opposites but it certainly has grown us closer over the last 30 years. Dear god, 30 years sounds insane. I think living apart sucks. Completely sucks. I've wished and dreamed we were neighbors since I moved to Greensboro. We only live about 2 hours apart, so we still see each other regularly - but how cool it would be to have dinner and gym time together whenever the mood strikes. What I do love about our relationship is that no matter how far apart we live...
We will always have each other.
Distance makes the heart grow fonder..
 
 
Sisterhood is many things. It is a warm smile on a cold and rainy day, a friendly hug, a cheerful hello...It's all that a good and lasting friendship is, only better. It's treasured. It's sacred. It's knowing there will always be someone there for you. It's dreams shared, and goals achieved. It's counting on each other and being counted on. It is real.