Saturday, October 29, 2011

Double Fricative

I was looking through some old pictures today and I asked myself, "Self, what good are these pictures doing just sitting on the computer?" To which I replied, "Well I don't know." Then both self and I decided to document them. That's what a blog is for after all, right? And so begin the Flashback Fridays (or Flashback whatever day I happen to write a flashback post) but we'll just call it Friday because it's catchy... get it? 'F' and 'F' ...k good.

This was spring of 2007, and we are going to Spring Fling. How cute are we?! This was probably one of my favorite high school dances for two reasons.
1) Because all of the girls have water polo tan lines from the weekend tournament we had just played.
2) Because this is the night that Steph's dress--a wonderful find from DI if i do say so myself--split open down the back more than 3 times. We had so many safety pins holding the back together, that it's amazing she could even move. It was also pretty amazing when she asked Winston Baby (boy in blue) to zip her dress back up for her after a split. And the problem with this was that Steph showed him her bare back, all the way down to her unders... She thought she was asking me, because I'm wearing blue too... but.... she was wrong. They were both pretty embarrassed, but it's ok because I still laugh about it today.

Back here in the present day, Steph just had a baby. She handled pregnancy like a champ and when I asked her how the delivery went, she said, "It was fun!"

Uh....
....Fun???

So, she's either crazy, or she's awesome. Probably the second. And you'd all agree with me if you could see her little boy. Ridiculous amounts of cuteness my friends. Ridiculous.

Anyway, I wanted to take a moment to highlight my Steph and our times together because she's cool. And we used to go by Stephica. And I allowed that because I liked the name... Not because I love her with all my heart. So don't get the wrong idea (and don't get the wrong idea about my gimp hand in this picture either... we're not even going to go there).


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