Category: friends

I got to spend the day with Lara yesterday and it was wonderful. I greeted her on my front step and we belly bumped and then instantly started cracking up. We went to a used baby gear sale, a local consignment shop for babies and a fancy-schmancy local boutique for babies. We looked at tons of gear, but neither of us made any life changing purchases. I turned down the cutest pair of cowboy boots, mostly because they were gender specific and I have yet to find out what I’m having.  Sniffle, sniffle.

When we went to Australia Lara gave us a mixed CD and we listened to it countless times. When we loaded it on our iPod we just named the songs “Lara,” since they didn’t register on the computer. To this day, I love many of the songs but have no clue as to who the artist is or what the real name of song is.

Yesterday, after our belly bump, Lara pulled out of her purse another mixed CD for us to blast at HBHQ. Last night Barry and I  burned through it and many of the songs we sang along to, but some are new to our ears. Again, I am excited to listen to this mix made specifically for us and maybe, just maybe, I’ll ask Lara for the details of who we’re listening to this time. I’m just glad that Lara thought of us again because we love our old mix dearly.

Lara unearthed an old note from our Junior year in high school and called to read it aloud to me. I could hardly keep myself in one piece hearing her read it. It was too funny. Chances are the HB readers will not think it is funny, but it is too good for me not to document it in this virtual scrapbook. Lara transcribed it and sent it to me.  This was most likely written in November of 1996.

Here are things you need to know:

1.  I was fairly worked up about my boyfriend at the time, Neal.

2. Beto Chavez was a character in our Spanish class curriculum.

3. An ‘alfred’ is a zit.

4. For no apparent reason Lara refers to me as a pendulum.

5. For no apparent reason I refer to myself as a pit.

6. Finding an old note is way better than finding an old text message.

Hannah-

We have a beepin’ test in Chemistry! Umm, ok, I don’t miss Ben or anything! Oh, my dream about D.C. was so weird. I can’t believe I had a beepin’ dream about him. You look cute today!

L

Lupe-

I feel like a dork ball in this outfit. Did Neal seem mad or anything when you said that to him? It is pretty awk-ball that you had a dream about Washington D.C.- get it? My tights are too long! Do you know anything in Chem-ball? I wish I sat by N.C. I have to give you a picture of me and Neal. I will.

Queen Haniole

Pendulum-

I get mad at you when you don’t talk about stuff in our notes!! I always give you a one-liner to start off some gossip and then you just say something like – “My tights are too long”, or “that’s awk.” By the way, Neal was PISSED when I told him that you always tell me about how he wants to say something. Joken. He just f**ken laughed.

Lupe Garcia

Lupe-(Ditz)

God! You freaked me out when you said that he was pissed off. Did he say anything? Yesterday I talked to Matt and it made me so sad for Ben. Luce, he was like our best friend last year. He was our Dear Abby! How was that for some stuff? You never gossip to me. So here is your chance to get the good stuff going.

The Pit

Make Me Madder-

Ok, like my last writing wasn’t just the total chance for YOU to get the good stuff rollin! Anyway, do you know when Ben comes back or anything? He probably doesn’t even remember us with all his new college sorority girlfriends. I’ll tell you about my dream in Chemistry because I can’t write it on paper.

Beto Chavez

Alfred Owner!-

What “good” stuff are you talking about? YOU get it rollin! I don’t know anything really about Ben. I do know I wanna call him or something. I want to play golf. Just kidding. I had to put something in there that would piss you off. What’s Devo’s  problem? Stop peeking back! You peek-a-boo face!

Lisa Allen

We were invited by Jeff and Sarah to meet up with them at the Evergreen State Fair and go to the rodeo. I’ve never been to a rodeo and I had so much anxiety watching the bull riders, I’ve decided that I’d rather watch anything less jarring. Bull riders are not cowboys. Bull riders are CRAZY!!!!

Bahl had been eyeing the Giant Turkey leg for a couple hours before our arrival and decided to test it out after the rodeo. It wasn’t tiny. I was trying to think of another place that would sell such an item and broadcast it in such a proud manner.

I think fair food has its own genre that can only be digested every three years or so. Things like Giant Turkey Legs should not be a regular part of anybody’s diet. I’m just sayin’.

Typically I peer pressure Barry into riding a few of the queasy rides, but after we all inhaled our food that didn’t sound so appealing.

I did, however, ask him to win me the NAPA Auto Parts jacket in the ring toss booth. He declined. He feels that not every girl needs a NAPA Auto Parts jacket as a part of her wardrobe. I’m going to have to agree with him on that one.