Happy Birthday Angie. I have a lot of Angie memories. The three or four major Angie moments involved our time together in the Young Adult Ward.
1. I can distinctly remember you on the next to the last row in Rose Street and then in the Nelson street chapel with your posse surrounding you and me thinking: "if I say something too far out there Angie is going to start laughing and is not going to be able to quit and then her group will start and then we will lose this meeting." What a great laugh you have.
2. I remember you running around trying to get the boys to do the Mr. 7th Ward. I loved the one that Anderson won-- his talent number standing on his head in a bucket of water while playing the guitar. Every one of those turned out great.
3. I remember every time we gave the color test to a new group. Rather than explain to the group what the characteristics of a yellow is-- I would just have to say ANGIE.
4. I remember the dances, the decorations, the food, the music, the costumes...
I owe you a lot and so do a lot of others. You do not just make a party-- you are a party. We love you Angie. You remind me of my sister Tami.
Love Uncle Doug
{Thank you Doug for always being a willing participant and supporter in my crazy ideas}
{I remember when doing the color test explanation, you would joke that you knew I was a Yellow, cause when it didn't apply to me I was laughing and talking with those around me}
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Angie,
Happy Birthday! I don't know how old you are but I turn 50 on the 16th so just be grateful you're not me!! Ha ha.
My favorite memory of you was when I first met you long ago. I came to stay at your house in Bothell I think on a visit before David left on his mission. You were about 4? I came in and you came running up to me all excited. But once you looked me over you walked away looking both disgusted and perplexed. Your mom explained that when you heard Peggy was coming you mistakenly thought that Miss Piggy was coming to your house for a visit. I was a huge disappointment to say the least! I totally remember that like it was yesterday. I hope you have forgiven me for disappointing you so! Happy Birthday. You rock!!!
-Peggy
{so, I was a little obsessed with Miss Piggy, who could blame me, but I'm glad I got you Peggy!}
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This is so random but whenever I think of this I laugh. You had just had your tonsils out earlier in the week (I think) and somehow I convinced you to go to a Halloween single's dance in Tri Cities. When was it, maybe 1998?? You were still pretty of out of it but wanted 'to get out', I'm sure I was convincing on how fun it was going to be. We went and danced, you were a champ. You never complained and in my mind we had fun (maybe that's not true for you, ha). We stayed there way late and by that time you were starting to fade. When we were driving home and were around Othello I was sooooo tired and ready to fall asleep driving. I seriously knew I couldn't drive anymore so I asked if you could. You looked at me all crazy and were like, 'uh, NO!'. So I kept driving for 5-10 more minutes until I had to pull over. I put the car in park and fell right asleep on the side of Hwy 17 with the car running. You woke me up about 20 minutes later wondering what the heck was going on. You woke right up and were totally getting after me, 'No wonder you fell asleep it hotter than hell in here and you're listening to Phil Collins!!' HA HA, still cracks me up. After my little cat nap we made it back to Moses in safety. I think you were dead for 2 days after. Sorry about that!! I made a mental note after that, when you're tired and driving turn the heat down and no easy listening, ha!
Love you Ang!!
-Melanie Bushman
{yep, totally remember this. Although I don't think you had even made it to Othello..I'm thinking we were still on 395, when you got to tired to drive...and yes heat and soft hits are not good for staying awake. Take note everybody}
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I'm thinking about you being a little girl and how you were so excited about every little thing that sounded like potential fun. You were giggly and blond headed, with rosy little puckered lips and a love for family. You were quiet and calm, shy and observant for the first two years of your life, taking it all in. After two, you were ready to roll! And away you went with your jabbering and dancing and love of attention . Jeff and I lived about 25 minutes away from your house on the hill. We got together nearly every week to hang out. We ate and watched movies, visited and laughed. You loved having cousin Daishan come and always had something to play with she and Kimmie. You all Trick or Treated together at Halloween and couldn't believe that people would actually put candy in your pillow case bag just because you rang their doorbell. And how you loved your ballerina costume!
Your daddy nicknamed you Angie poo and he thought you were the cutest little girl on the block. He and your mom hung on every word you uttered and laughed at all your antics. I remember feeding you hot dogs and mac and cheese in your highchair. That was the popular food to eat in those days (we were so health conscious).
You have always been a great cheerleader for your siblings. I applaud you for that. And you continue to love and support them in adulthood as well. I admire you for rising to the occasion of motherhood and being such a great mommy to Qiana. There are hard moments and even harder days when motherhood isn't the most favorite career. But you are handling it beautifully and I am really proud of you for that. It cracks me up that you're so picky about how she looks and smells. I'm pretty sure she's the cleanest and most fashionable baby there is! Good job Angie!
I love that you miss your mom so much. I love that you sing to Qiana. I love that you know how to plan a party. I love that you change your style every once in a while although your current Mia look is my favorite. I love that you took a giant leap and moved to Utah - that took courage but is such a smart move. I love that you blog so that I can know what's going on in your life. I love that you have an appreciation for fabulous food. I love that you enjoy my pound cake with raspberry and/or strawberry puree' dessert. I love that you defend those you love. And I love that you're my niece.
I hope you have a wonderful birthday collecting stories. You area celebration and I love you!
Auntie Becky
{I have dreams about your lemon cake and raspberry puree, I tried duplicating it in a cupcake one time...still trying to perfect that flavor combination}
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Hey Ang!
OK, here's one of my favorite stories from our lives together. I
remember when you were in beauty school and Kim and I were roomies. I
asked you to do a little soft perm on my hair. What I failed to tell
you is that I had recently highlighted my hair using bleach and a cap.
When we took those rollers out of my hair following the perm process,
there were a few moments of startled shock! There were some nice
little wavy curls, and then at the ends of all of them was a puffy,
frizzy ball of dead, over-processed, totally damaged and deeply fried
hair! It was like I had put in mini blonde koosh ball extensions at
the ends of my hair! It was a total and complete hair disaster (one
of many I've had in my life, I must admit). You felt terrible, even
though it was really a result of my recent bleaching combined with the
perm solution. In the end, we all couldn't do much more than just
laugh at it all! I think we all had sore bellies and wet undies from
all the laughing. Fortunately, I was able to chemically relax it and
got a nice cute short cut to remove all the poof balls...after 3
L-O-N-G weeks of wearing a hat at all times.
Happy birthday to you, fabulous Angie!
Love, Colleen
{and people wonder why I don't do hair anymore! Oh but you were such a good sport.}
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First of all Happy Early Birthday and I am so sorry that you cant spend it doing something you absolutely love or dreamed of. That is the total pits. But I hope it still goes good. If I were there I would come take you out on a little cuzzy date. :)
Ok so you know that one of the memories has to be of the summer that Grandma grounded you from spending time with me. I think we spent most of our time quoting Clueless and hanging by the pool. I have a horrible memory, but I do know that I loved being able to hang out with my cooler older cousin. I felt totally awesome and SO mature. Hahaha. I then grandma got all crazy and put her foot down and told you that I was too young and you couldn't hang out with me any more. what the heck grandma?! Hahaha Classic.
The other memory I have is when we were so crazy for NSync that we made a fan video for them. It was so super cheesy. We had outfit changes and everything. It was serious. We did a little bio on each of us and talked about why we were the biggest Nsync fans. Hahaha. I think we really thought that they would respond to our video. Sigh...good times. :)
I love you Ang!!
Myca
{was that video totally cheesy? yes. But I still think the concept was brilliant, and should have made the fan video collage during one of their concerts!}
{grandma grounding us from you=classic!. That was a great summer. "you could be a farmer in those clothes"}
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If I had any access to your personal information, I would TOTALLY have taken over your blog in a true birthday style. But unlike my mom's one password she uses for everything, I will let you keep your privacy. Luckily, of anyone, I am positive that if anyone can nail the birthday blog other than me, its you. :)
I have been playing around in my mind which memory to share, mostly because I think most of my memories are me admiring you from a distance and not really participating in the moment I am remembering. The many performances always come to mind, you always had such fun ideas for improving even the most routine things. I still would love to see what you could do with the Nativity if given sufficient time and resources. No doubt it would be legendary.
But we are going to go with a time, long long ago, when I was an uber irritating 13 year old. I have only slightly improved with age when it comes to my overbearing personality but combining that with the mentality of a 13 year old and, really its amazing anyone was willing to talk to me. Myca and I were experiencing some of our first moments with "cousin drama". It was one of the main times we realized we had somehow become the "little sister cousin" who thinks she can still tag along with the big kids and be welcome. That weekend, we were definitely not welcome and were feeling especially hurt by the whole thing. Plus we were 13, so we added as much angst as was possible. But for some reason, in the depths of our despair, you agreed to have us over to highlight our hair. This was a defining moment in my cousin history. I was never included with the oldest group of cousins. Occasionally, Myca and some of the younger ones got to make an appearance in the older cousin scene because they had older sisters in the group. I was not so privileged. But, not only on our night of misery did I get to hang with Angie, the epitome of cool older girl cousin, but she was going to dye my hair for the first time. Seriously, major big deal at the time. We joked around, pulled out the foil, and had a night feeling as cool as was humanly possible. The highlights turned into a disturbing shade of orange but the memories were perfect. Angie, I have always loved and admired you from the sidelines because you had all of the bossiness and leadership personality I had, but you had the insanely funny and bold confidence to go with it that I never had. And now you have the most beautiful daughter and still have the best sense of humor even though life has handed you some seriously bad hands. You're a star and I hope you know it.
Have a fantastic birthday, you deserve it.
{again with the hair mistakes. But i remember having a lot of fun that night, but I think you have now surpassed me in creativity, confidence, and personality}
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this picture of you has to be one of my all time favorites. it is just the epitomy of you; it's your whole persona wrapped up in one still shot. That's what it says to me.
If I had a picture of you, Kim, Brit, and I dressed as Street Rockers, that would say make the list. Alas, I do not have one.
I have all sorts of memories, but one of my favorites was probably when we came to stay with you guys during Christmas break of 93. You were working at Sears or JcPenney's or something and we (Ash, Kim, and I) came in and you dressed us up over and over. We tried on all sorts of outfits from prom dresses, to "Blossom" inspired styles, to skaterish looks, to preppy...and we took pictures! Oddly enough, our style designer was not in a single picture. I also remember that we went to some sort of open house for the Weidig family--not sure if it was a farewell or homecoming, or maybe it was just at their house. Anyhow, you glammed us all up so we could catch Ryan's eye! Do you remember the outfit we made Ash wear? Hilarious! I loved this time spent with you because I felt special that we got to come stay with you at your house and be in your territory and we didn't have the whole family with us. Does that make sense?
Another vivid memory for me is when you came to visit us at college. We were in Jared's apartment cooking Sunday dinner. You and Jared decided that you were going to pretend fight for the next half hour in Jersey accents. We opened the windows and the sliding door and you guys elevated your voices so that all could hear. We laughed good and hard listening to you two go at it!
I love you Ang for all sorts or reasons. I love your sense of adventure. I love your constant flow of knowledge about anything pop culture, historical or current. I love your love of music. I love your passion for good food. I love your loyalty to friends. I love how strong and brave you are. I love what a brilliant mother you are. I love your love of traditions. I love the relationship you have with your siblings. I love that you make me laugh. I love to dance with you. I love that you were the director and writer and producer of every show that we did growing up. I love that you are a cheerleader, just like your mom. I love that you are a person that goes "all out." I love you Ang and I hope your birthday is wonderful.
xoxo Daishan
{totally have a picture of the Street Rockers! if I had a scanner I totally would have put it on here}
{hahahha. you all thought Ryan was soooo hot. It was hilarious to watch the flirting}
{I had totally forgotten about the fake accent fighting. That was soooooooo funny!}
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Happy Birthday Angie! I hope your day is as exciting and fabulous as you are!
I first met Angie when I married her cousin, Jason, 14 years ago. Angie stood out to me right off the bat because of one particular thing: HER LAUGH. This girl has the most infectious laugh I had ever heard! I could be standing across the room - not even hearing any of her conversation - but completely bust out laughing all because I heard Angie laughing. Angie has such a GREAT sense of humor and it is something I really admire. I tend to be on the worrying side of the spectrum, and so I admire people that can laugh and have a good time. Angie is certainly one of those! Angie - thank you for sharing your sunshine, have a HAPPY BIRTHDAY girl!
-KaeLynn
{I think the world needs the "worriers" as well, and the world needs you KaeLynn}
{True story: I've actually had the cops called on a house I was hanging out at for "Noise Disturbance"...on my laugh. It was too loud.}
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when I was young you were definitely the cool cousin (okay, when I was older too). But first, when I was young. If we were allowed to "play" something with you, it was going to be the funnest and coolest. You were loved. You were feared.
I even remember one year you got to be close with myca. she seemed pretty young. Maybe like 6th grade- maybe older, who knows. but I remember brit and I (or someone and I) being like, "when did MYCA get in with Angie?!" (cause we were older but you didn't realize how cool we were yet... hahaha) Jealous much?
And even though I have wonderful memories of you when I was younger: boys vs. girls dance-off vs. Justin and jared. performing es-ca-pades "we'll have a good time." a million nativity scenes with you and cali as directors. And WE will never forget how you taught me one of my first dance moves "grate the cheese, and kick! and kick! and kick!".... I treasure even more the times we've spent since I've been older and FINALLY!! got "in" with you! hahah. (shall we say, finally graduated to the "older kids" table.)
(and can we take just a moment to remember and thank you for introducing me to my love for back street boys and n'sync? You slow-mo-ed through their videos and concert for me until I loved them. And it stuck. Can I ever thank you enough?!!)
But like I said, the funnest has been since I've been old enough just to love you instead of fear you. haha. I loved working with you at uncle davids. Spending summers with you in the singles ward. We seriously played almost everynight. Hanging out downstairs in the apartment with gubler, hardy, and kim? (Um...why am I blanking on her name?) while watching rap videos. And remember when we threw that awesome dance out at the hardy's factory?! That was the one dance I was in charge of, and it was so much fun making the music list with you and getting everything ready. (was that your first dance in charge of the music too? I think it was, because it seems you were permanently in charge of music from that day on. Remember when that one kid came up and told you he was going on a mission in a month and that "baby got back" put bad images in his head and he asked you to turn it off?! haha you were PISSED.) You, like me, are a fellow boat rider. I loved that there was someone else that made it okay just to enjoy the boat and not HAVE to be peer pressured into getting on a dumb tube!I was cleaning out my stuff a few months ago, when I was moving from sunny california to cloudy oregon, and I found a little card you made me with a yellow smiley face on the front. I was home from college I think the summer after my freshman year (maybe sophomore, but I think freshman). I was adjusting to life without ryan and I was just so sad, and you wrote me the most loving note on this card. It was totally unexpected (it's wasn't your usual style) and that small act of kindness really touched my heart. It still does actually. You are a good friend.
I always loved coming home to moses lake and knowing I'd get to see you. (why WHY did you leave?! Oh wait, it's a good thing. okay. fine.) You still make everything "the coolest and the funnest."
You are my dear cousin, my friend, but most importantly, you are one of my people. I love you and happy birthday! I love being able to continue to keep up with you on your blog and watch Q grow. I can't wait for the cousins reunion, which wait- of course is only happening because of you. I love you, you love me. see you in OCTOBER! woot woot.
{i think that was the summer that every possible guy in singles ward was in love with you as well huh? hahha. We had so much fun. Remember I made a CD of all of our favorite summer hits from that time? "Here's to the night we said goodbye" That was also the summer we became obsessed with Moulin Rouge wasn't it?}
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haha, i feel like i have a thousand funny memories of you and i'm trying to pinpoint in my head exactly where the laughs came.
One of my favorites was my first talk in singles ward like 7 years ago. It was in rose street and doug was bishop. Those were the days that anything went over the pulpit. You pretty much had free reign to evangelize how ever you pleased. Glad to know with Dr. Dave having taken over things will get back to the glory days. But i remember say some stupid stuff and just hearing the loudest, most gratifying laughter from the back. Rose street chapel is small so it really rang. i remember even pointing out that it was you laughing which made you laugh even harder. Which of course made me laugh harder. I think you even made some comment to me while i was up there and we had a small conversation back and forth hahahaha. It's one of my favorite memories.
I can't help but think back to that Thanksgiving that we gang banged Kelsey (haha yes i just used gang banged). You and i grilled her over and over with super embarrassing questions in front of everyone, including Grandma. We were ruthless and it was seriously like the funniest thing I've ever been a part of. We asked her about kissing boys and about her deep abiding love for Ninja, something about the yellow fever was in there as well. The best part was when grandma pretended that she wasn't listening in on the conversation and Kelsey knew that grandma had just heard everything about her and kissing a handful of boys. I feel proud to have lead the offensive with you that day. I don't know if i've ever laughed that hard.
Love you, Gee Gee, you're my favorite.
Boo Boo
{there are few things I find more enjoyable that making Kelsey blush with embarrassment. And having grandma hear that conversation just made it that much more awesome. Thanks for being my partner in crime}
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I have a lot of memories of Angie being stuck on things. One of my very first memories of Angie is when we were playing hide and seek in the dark. The person looking would have a flashlight that you would try to shine on the person. I just remember seeing Angie lit up by a flashlight beam. She was stuck standing with a foot the door knob on each side of the door. She was bawling her brains out. I also remember climbing over a fence at grandma's and Angie getting stuck half way over. Another time on a fence at her dad's house. I don't know why that stands out in my mind but it is just something funny I think about.
I always remember Angie being so cool. Once when I was 13 or so Daishan, Alysha (I think it was us three...but I can't remember exactly) and I went to Seattle to visit for a week. Angie introduced me to all kinds of cool music (that you could never hear in Moses Lake), she dressed me up in outfits I would never dream of wearing in my real life (with Doug around). She never acted too old for us, and was always so nice. She worked in the mall at a clothing store and we visited her and tried on crazy outfits and took crazy pictures. I would love if I could find some of those right now because they were awesome. I felt so old and so cool. Looking back now I can't believe she was so nice to a bunch of hyper tweens...that is really nice.
I love you Angie. I can't wait until I am feeling better so we can hang out sometime. Hahaa. I am so excited for you to live here in Utah, and I love your little Q. Happy Birthday!
{oh my gosh, I do get stuck on things a lot! I hate climbing fences. I do. I get to the top and get scared. I'm a loser}
{Remember filming episodes of "The Real World" during that visit? you were a model and walked around in slips and tank tops. so perfect!" Oh and I believe Kim has the pictures from our JC Penney fashion show. We rocked a lot of "clueless" looks.}
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Angie is the only cousin I have that is my same age. We were babies, toddlers, teens, adults....together. It is hard to know how to sum her up...and how I feel about her. Instead of one memory...just some thoughts perhaps?
Angie is stylish. She always has been. When I was little I remember telling my mom that Angie wore a different dress to church EVERY WEEK! And the accessories, and hair...she really had it together. She was from the big city. I was the country bumpkin. I remember once Grandma had a little talk with me. She said she thought it was appropriate for me to start wearing make-up. She said "Angie has been wearing makeup for quite some time now". A side note to this story is that I was already totally wearing makeup...like everyday. Maybe you just couldn't really tell.
Angie is a good leader. We worked so well together, bossing all the younger cousins around. Planning extravagant musicals, skits, plays, dances. We were pretty determined that our shows ran like well-oiled machines. I credit the younger girls for being good sports. But Angie had a way of making things so fun.
I loved visiting her in Seattle and playing with all her Barbies. She had tons of clothes for them. We spent alot of time changing their hair and outfits. Then they would get into dramatic situations. There was always a mean Barbie, and a nice one. It was so much fun playing and playing and playing.
Angie is strong-willed. I remember her having very specific ideas about food, and what she wanted to eat. I remember her refusing to eat toast if the butter wasn't completely melted, and telling Grandma so. I have so many memories like this...random and funny.
Angie is funny. She has always been able to make me laugh. At EFY she would crack me up doing impersonations of our counselors and other people in our group. She has a great laugh too, so I would always feel like I was so funny. I would say something and she would laugh out loud.
Angie truly is the queen of pop culture and always has been. She always knew the words to songs. She could quote tv shows and movies. I would try to keep up. I never quite could.
In our family we dance. Yes, there are some amazing trained dancers in our group. But the rest of us, we just love music...and when we hear music, we have to MOVE! Angie has always been exceptional at this. She can "get down" with the best of them. It is so fun to be with her, dancing and laughing and having fun.
Angie is a true and loyal friend. We had lots of long talks...she guided me through all my boy drama (ha ha...looking back it wasn't much....but when you are that age, everything seems monumental). I remember her once telling me that I was prettier than my best friend Celeste. This wasn't true of course, all the boys loved gorgeous Celeste, but Angie was trying to "have my back", build up my confidence and all that.
There were so many fun times. Dates, and family parties, cousin sleepovers, family reunions. It was a blast to have Angie as my best friend cousin. I love her. It has been fun to see her as a mom, with Q. She is amazing. All the same things she has always been, fun AND funny, stylish, loyal, and good leader.......make for a very talented and loving mama!
I love you Angie, with all my heart! I can't believe we are 35. It blows my mind. Thanks for being my sister, friend, cousin, FAMILY......
Happy Birthday.
-Cali
{I may have guided you through boy drama, but you secured my only dates in my high school dating career. Sure they were both super awkward, but I'm glad they were with you}
{I never knew about that conversation with grandma. so funny. although my make up skills were HORRIBLE (anyone seen my 8th grade picture?), so I'm not quite sure grandma was right about that advice}
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I remember when you were born. We were so excited to have another girl in the family. Grandpa Bates - as usual shed a few tears and talked about what a "dolly" you were. When Grandma bates died and you came back to MN with Jared & your folks you were still pretty small. Janice and cousin Ann just kept playing with you and marveling at your little feet. They kept holding them in their hands and saying with awe in their voices - "they're just like little eggs". I had no clue but they were sure in a "little egg" fog.
When you were older Janice & I spent a Christmas with your family and time at Grandma & Grandpa Earl's home. We had a great time - Kimmy was about 2, Jared was a round faced little guy and you were as grandpa bate predicted - a"dolly". a tough one tho..sitting on ur laps you would press your face close, VERY close and smash your nose into ours. What the??? we would ask and very seriously you'd answer NOSE WRESTLING. That was also the visit when we invented " chows" of every kind not just dog chow - oh no - we laughed hilariously as we thought up slug chow, baboon chow, otter chow.... I don't remember exactly but if we added "chow' to the name of some animal.....
when I lived with you guys that year you were in third grade I think. You loved clothes, having your hair fixed just right, being better at math than jared -- Oh yes Jared it's true and it drove you crazy! We had rock concerts in the basement, you and your crazy girl cousins would hog pile on the beds singing and making crazy faces. We would sneak off to Farrfar's (sp?) for ice cream. You were funny and serious and grown-up and a kid at the same time.
Now over these last gabillion years we have only seen one another a couple of times -- both of these thanks to your generosity - I am so grateful for those gifts. You're now a Mom, a party girl and still a wild child...I love you with all my heart and am so proud to call you family and especially friend. Great things await you Angie -- Happy BIrthday!!
- Cousin Julie
{true story: Q does the exact same thing with her head. I call it "head love" but it hurts like crazy rubbing hard against my face. So crazy that I used to do it to!}
{I LOVED when you lived with us. and I remember all the fun we had. You were my cool, artistic, older cousin that I just so admired and loved}
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Angie you are so much fun. You bring life with you where ever you go. I laugh so hard when hanging with you. My favorite is how you can find fun anywhere. I had so much fun at the party for some of Tamu's teenage girls. We were looking through the window and turning all the crazy teen happenings on the other side into a soap opera. Hands down it was the best soap opera I have seen to date. I can't wait until the next teen party we are at together. I think we should do a Telanovela this time. Let's also not forget that I lost my Boyz II Men rose virginity with you, it was a big deal and I'm so glad we were able to experience it together. You are like the mayor of Moses Lake and I feel like I get VIP treatment when I'm there by just dropping your name. I'm so glad that I have gotten to know you over the years and I truly consider you a friend. The bottom line is; you're purrty awesome!
-Zandra
{Tamu tries to act like we were being mean with those girls, but you know we made that party fun!...well at least for us. And I loved the dance party we had in the back with Nick as the DJ)
{That BOYZ II MEN concert was sooooo awesome. and I was super jealous that you and Tamu were able to go up and fight for a rose...I didn't trust my very pregnant belly around all those hormonely charged ladies.}
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