The Kacy Fan Club

My friend Annie asked me a question today. She asked if I knew Kacy (ie personally, met face to face).


I told her that Kacy is Heidi's sister, that I lived with Heidi after graduation and that my sister was best friends with Heidi so, yes, technically I have briefly met Kacy in person probably once or twice...although if I had been a blogger at that time, I would have been far more star struck and would remember it more clearly as I would have acted like a total nerdy idiot. This post should make up for that.


I've blogged before how much I love reading Kacy's posts (and the other bloggers at Light Refreshments Served) and admitted that I was hesitant to comment on her posts because of one reason or another...and Kacy actually commented and told me to comment! That was a happy day.


Now, I don't know if Kacy actually looks at my blog or if Heidi looked, saw the post about Kacy and told her about it. But, either way, I am here to inform Kacy that she has one very special fan who once "dreamed of babysitting for Kacy" before she had her own baby.


Annie wanted to know if you, Kacy, are indeed as awesome as you seem via blog. (I'm going to guess, yes, based on this post alone.) Also, Annie will be attending a farewell in your ward, but she may be too bashful and starstruck to form coherent sentences. She looks like this:

And her baby is adorable...even though she screams like she is possesed by a demon...I'm sure it's an adorable demon!! (winky face). And Maren's cute baby smiles more than make up for it.

I told her that if she meets you, she can just tell you that it's totally okay to be friends because she was roommates with me and my sister was roommates with your sister...because that's funnier and less simple than saying "my old roommate used to live in your sister's basement!" It also makes me sound less creepy, which I'm a fan of.

Other quotes from Annie regarding her current stalker-like status:

"I want to sit at her feet and bask in her hilarious light!" and

"I love that her baby's name is Ellen. That's my youngest sisters name. We have so much in common!"

So, Kacy, if you ever see Annie (specifically at the farewell of one Rob Magleby) know that she is totally cool and not stalking you.

**I should mention we also talked about how funny we think she is...and this guy. And how one of my favorite quotes has to do with both of them. "My best guess: He has bees in his head, and the bees are crazy." Find it here.

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I LUUUUURVE this picture of Miri and Megan. Here are the reasons:

1. Their faces. Above all, their faces. They are classic happy Miri and Megan faces. Like truly joyous, sincerely happy laughing faces. In fact, I wonder if Miri laughed hard enough to start crying a little. She does that a lot and it usually starts off with this face.

2. The M&M pjs. M&Ms will forever remind me of Megan and Miri. They made it their thing and I will think of them whenever I see something M&M related probably until the day I die. The thought of that makes me happy.

3. Miri's hat. What is that hat? haha. I mean, it's a cute hat, I just like how it's only half on her head. I'm pretty sure I have pictures of myself like that with new Christmas hats.

4. The old apartment. I have so many fond memories of 154. The girls, the quote wall, the horrible couches, loving the horrible couches because we knew there were worse ones out there, the open and welcome feeling. I spent a large portion of my last years of college in this apartment and will always miss the feeling of just walking in there and finding someone to talk to/get a jamba with/watch awesome movies with/etc.

So here's to Megan and Miri who I miss ever so. I heart them. Like, a lot.

FYI

There's one part of my left arm that has noticeably less hair on it than the rest of my arm which basically means my left arm is balding. Why? I have no idea, but it's happening all the same and I find it odd.

I made a flower arrangement today and it's very nearly "even." I realized that I do a pretty good job arranging flowers but that I could have never taken the class at BYU or done it professionally because I'm too OCD. Unless there's a market for completely symmetrical and even flower arrangements. Maybe I could work for Monk. Too bad he's fictional and I'm not a florist.

Monkey started saying, "plea-de-lee-del-ease" when asking for stuff. Courtesy of us carrying on the tradition started by Jena Murray circa 1990-something. We intend to video tape it. It's freaking adorable.

Monkey also shares my taste in movies, music and shows. Specifically, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang , 80s classics (such as Ice Ice Baby and Karma Chameleon) and The Muppet Show. He watches intently, gets excited and dances around and sings. He's going to be THE coolest kid.

I'm having another good hair day thanks to my new favorite accessory - the headband. Oh thank heavens for whatever technology was invented to make somewhat comfortable headbands! Remember how they used to dig into your skull when you were little. My search for the perfect headband is ongoing and now fueled by a desire to have awesome hair more often. Too bad summer is upon us or else I would wear my leg warmers and a headband and have a total flashback.

Speaking of flashbacks. I think I might plan an 80s dance. Themes are all the rage. Then I wouldn't have to worry about the DJ playing sucky music because it would all be 80s and it would all be retro and fantastic. Thoughts, suggestions?

Also. I really don't like volley ball. They play it every week after institute and I just refuse to play...politely of course. I just remember always getting hit in the face. It's even happened to me several times while standing on the side lines minding my own business. I am not friends with this sport and doubt I ever will be. Plus, I have terrible hand eye coordination. Seriously.

Now that I'm back from Utah and away from my bestest pallies, I've realized several things. No one here calls me a "wise forest sage" or makes any reference to Georgia Nicholson books. I miss including those references in my every day speech and I shall probably re-read the books (and finally read book 8) to cheer myself up. I am also still making jokes that only people in Utah get. No one picks up on my Gilmore Girls references (JAM HANDS) or my Strongbad voices/sayings (long pants, long pants). Tis sad. Someday I'll have a husband and I will make him understand all of this...I imagine Miri is doing that right this minute - training Mike to understand inside jokes and nonsensical humor so he will respond to things appropriately.

I'm also pretty aware of my ears at the moment. They hurt for several reasons: my headphones for work (I do a lot of transcription) are jamming the back of my earrings into my neck, the doctor thinks I might have TMJ, sinus pressure, and itchy allergy symptoms. At least my hair looks good and my earrings are tres cute.

Tomorrow is a busy day for me. I am watching nephews and niece, I have to make an appearance at a BBQ and I am in charge of a YSA activity. Not to mention there will be meals and grocery shopping to take care of.

I don't like the term "BBQ." It's lazy and I dislike my use of it.

Also - TMJ? Seriously? I can't wait for my appointment next week to figure this out. I have noticed pain in my jaw from time to time, usually in the morning and in the afternoon and more so when I've been transcribing all day. I wonder if I zone out while I type and start clenching my jaw or grinding my teeth. I just don't notice what I do with my jaw, I only notice when it hurts.

I've run out of random things to share. Except to say I like the occasional "stream of consciousness" posts. They are soothing and interesting to me. Also, I know I'm completely random, but this line of thinking makes total sense in my head.

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I forgot to mention that Annie's husband, Simon, has a "lack of butt" as we liked to call it. Literally. There is nothing back there. Except maybe there is now...three years or so later? That will probably be one thing I always remember about Simon...which is kind of sad when you think about it. Also, it is funny.

Introducing

Annie!!

It's kind of odd how I know Anne. I actually was much closer to her (now) husband, Simon. I used to hang out with Simon and Joey. I think Simon and I spent more time at Megan and Miri's apartment then some of their other roommates. We knew the combination and would make ourselves at home. People would knock on the door and often find me, Simon or Jonathan just chillin' while the rest of the girls were out. One particular night, we went to a Relief Society activity while Simon stayed in 154 and watched Charade all by his lonesome. I believe Miri even wore his shoes to that activity but now I can't recall why.

Funny memories I have with Simon actually have a lot to do with Wal-mart. Like the one time we went and for some reason we decided Simon was in love with a toilet brush. Or the time Simon and Joey bought a small ironing board and used it as a gun...because apparently boys can make anything into a gun (kind of like Megan's nephew this weekend kept eating his cheese into a gun shape then shooting at us while he danced around the living room). Also, we spent a lot of time hanging around in The Hall. One time, Simon ate a pan of brownies with his face. That was when I was sad about something (which I hate to admit was probably boy-related) and I was talking to Simon and he said we should eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches because those always cheer you up. Except I don't think I had bread and there was a pan of brownies to eat so that's how that happened.

Then came Annie (she's the one next to me with the short hair and white shirt). Anne was friends with Joey. Joey introduced Simon and Annie and the rest is history. They had a whirlwind romance - of course not by BYU standards - and Annie needed to find a place to live for a short period of time. So she moved into my apartment! At the time, Sarah, Jamie and I were all getting ready to move away at the end of the summer. We were all very happy living with each other. We each had our own bedroom and we knew each other's weird habits. But Annie was a happy addition. Mostly because she didn't spend hours on the couch making out with Simon (who was now her fiancee). I kid. Really she was laid back and funny and nice and that's the kind of people we like.

The best story from being roommates with Annie was the first time I sat on her bed. She shared a room with Jamie. One night, Simon and Annie were out and Jamie and I were listening to music on Annie's bed - it was clear of clothes and junk and closer to the floor. Annie came home and Jamie had gotten off her bed but for some reason I felt the need to announce to Annie that I was sitting on her bed. Now I can't remember what I said exactly, but it was awkward and funny. Like I thought she would get really mad at me...although I didn't think that at all. This is where I hope Annie comments to clarify this story because really it was funny.

So now Simon and Annie are married and expecting baby Maren in June. Seven weeks!! Annie is amazingly entertaining. I know she will have plenty to write about. At least she had better. The expectations are pretty high. But no pressure.

Remember "Remember When"?

Back in college (and probably a little in high school as well) I, along with many of my friends, got into the habit of saying "Remember that one time..." or "Remember when..." during the course of most of our conversations. These phrases were seldom followed by the appropriate whimsical story or reminiscent tale but rather things like "Remember when we were freaking amazing?" or "Remember that one time Apartment (insert #) was the coolest?" That's right, we often reminisced about things that happened literally JUST happened (ie, "remember that one time I wrote a post about remembering things?") or about how awesome we were. That's how freaking amazing my friends and I were.

In going along with that trend, we also would create Facebook groups to commemorate our awesomeness (the most important being named "We Love Us"*). On that group we compiled a "remember when" list. On this blog post I am going to pull some of my favorites from that last as I have recently come upon it and was pulled into the depths of nostalgia**. For easy reading and photo accompaniment, I have reorganized my favorites into groups as best I could according to time and/or people involved.

So in case any of us get amnesia...here's the "Remember When" list.

BOYS

-Drew painted our mural-Simon let Miri draw an elephant's butt on his pants

-Simon was the Flying Taco-Jonathan and Simon taught us how to line dance according to Mike
-Joey and Simon "split a pie" at Denny's
-Simon first learned to skedaddle
-Lindsey, Joey, Simon and Miri chilled on the couch outside 177 for like two hours
-Lindsey and Miri made Andrew listen to My Turn on Earth and he almost cried
-Andrew tried on Miri's 4-inch heels
-Simon ate a pan of brownies with his face-The boys in the ward taught Lindsey and Miri how to punch them at 2 in the morning (or, according to Todd, Jonathan taught Miri how to punch so she decided to punch everyone until her hand went numb. I think the first version is more accurate.)
-Jared's couch tried to eat him
-Andrew blew a rape whistle and Jared yelled "Wait there's a rape afoot!"
-Mandy wanted to be sisters with Nate and they made a pact
-Todd wore a white shirt, blue slacks, a black belt, green socks, and brown shoes and Miri and Megan thought he was crazy and almost died.
-Todd, Geoff, and Jared watched Pride & Prejudice and Steel Magnolias all in the same week... of their own volition and they cried like little girls.
-Simon stood up as straight as he could in front of the dangerous curves sign and the only curve was the one in where he had no bum
-Jonathan, Miri, and Megan sat out in the hall taking pictures with Jonathan's sombrero at 2 in the morning.
-Jonathan and Simon brought us back awesome presents from Mexico/California

GIRLS
-The crazy Mary Kay lady thought she lost her eyebrow
-Miri and Lindsey were almost arrested for cross dressing the Indian
-Lindsey named the fire hydrant Stumpy
-Lindsey, Sam, Jennie, Melanie, Whitney, Mandy, and Miri spent the night at Sam and Jennie's house in West Jordan!-There was a speed limit sign in the Jordan River Temple parking lot that said 10.5
-Apt 154 (+Lindsey) became the Pixie Squad
-Every five minutes Lindsey started singing "Maxwell's Silver Hammer"
-Sam made us watch Sergeant Pepper
-Jennie made a documentary on her camera about everyone's favorite color
-Miri stuck out her tongue and said aaaaaaaaaaah which = you're hot
-Miri and Lindsey held dramatic readings of "Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus" and "The Pigeon Finds a Hot Dog" to a captivated audience of college students (most of whom were engineering majors haha)
-Whitley told us she can't sleep without her snorkel (in so many words)
-Megan wore Simon's hat and shoes and it was the hottest thing since the hottest thing since soup.
--Miri and Lindsey skedaddled down University Avenue while Simon helped a stranger jump start her car (because we are super helpful)
-Miri won a game of Clue in one guess, which actually took less than five minutes
- due to her totally normal and completely rational fear of balloons - lindsey refused to step foot inside the living room of 154 during mandy's birthday party - and once one of those balloons was popped, she had to leave the entire apartment completely as the back of the apartment also contained balloons, leaving lindsey with no safe haven besides the hall where all the lights were burned out.
-Jennie poured Simon's NAPC drink into his mouth while he was lying on the floor in the hallway- sam pretended to be dead/hurt in order to lure travis over to the apartment where we then held him hostage for his surprise birthday party and forced him to eat delicious cake
- miri and lindsey walked around the building trying to catch people with a net

EVERYONE
-Groups of us took "field trips" to Barnes and Noble for some much needed retail therapy
-We all went on a Settlers craze
-We all peed blue.
-We took out our rage by drawing frosting on Toaster Strudel and eating it--happily!
-The day that we stopped knocking before entering apt. 154
-We found out that, contrary to popular belief, Village Inn is not open 24 hours a day

THE HALL
-We actually hung out in the hall
-Lindsey named Joey "Sir Joseph of the LodgeHole"
-Jonathan fell asleep first every night earning himself the title of "GeneralIfallasleepfirsteverynight"
-Miri and Lindsey successfully stole a giant box of cheezits from Simon and, with help from others, finished it off in a week.

AWESOME THINGS WE SAID
-Megan found that way aw-some Viking hat.
-Todd and Simon refused to spell "awesome" correctly
-Noting that Todd and Simon could not spell "awesome" correctly, Miri created my new favorite word......"Wesome"
-We went through a phase where we said "of ___ own volition" like every other sentence.
-Five words: "Pickety pick! My little nose!"
-The answer to everything was "Your mom" or "Your face"
-We discussed very different meanings of the word “doobie?
-Whitney declared our kitchen table Babylon

"RELATIONSHIPS"
-Not only did we all get facebook accounts, we all have outrageous relationships under how we met!
-Jennie decided to marry Jonathan, then Whitney moved in for the kill and Jonathan and Whitney got engaged. (They are all currently single.)
-Whitley was Mrs. Hot 'n Spicy Judd
-Miri agreed to have Todd's babies
-Jennie tried to get Simon to marry her
-Jennie was engaged to Todd
-Geoff tried to steal Jennie away from Todd
-Whitney told Simon she'd pursue him if she wasn't going on a mission
-Geoff and Miri got married, but they had to move to Mexico and change their names because Geoff shot a guy in Texas.

FOOD
-We decided that we had no qualms about swapping spit and everyone joined in sharing Jambas, including Jason McGee on his first ever time hanging out with us.

-Simon, Lindsey, and Miri went to Golden Corral because they couldn't decide on anywhere else to go... and Lindsey was afraid of the balloon on her chair and the meat guy hit on Miri
-We went to IHOP to worship pancakes on National Pancake Day, but it was really crowded so we went to Village Inn instead (not Denny's because Lindsey and Miri had gotten sick the last time we went there) and decided that as long as we were eating pancakes it was ok.
- some of us went to Brick Oven after the choir concert and Jamie proceeded to take everyones paper napkin rings and fold them into oragami squares so she could make mike play checkers with her using the table cloth as a game board - and we all stared on in amazement
- also at said dinner miri, lindsey, joel, mike, megan, and jamie reminisced about the crazy/good music they listened to in middle school and high school as it played over the Brick Oven ambience speakers
- lindsey made someone go with her to village inn at least once every two weeks because she craved the french fries.


* My friends and I also often talked about how much we loved "us". This was usually said while laughing at something silly/idiotic/crazy that one of us said/did.
**Also pulling me down into the depths of nostalgia - the recent purchase of a photo/film scanner. Oh yes, soon my blog will be filled with photographic reminiscence. I have big plans for using our old photos. It may take me years to scan them all but it should be worth it in the end. I'm a sucker for preserving memories.