As you guys have heard through the grapevine (grapevine meaning my constant gleeful proclamations), I am going on vacation. I’ve already introduced you to Nikki from the ambitious procrastinator, but there are 3 other lovely ladies who have decided to throw their hats into the ring. Let me “formally” introduce you:
Emilie is a GREAT friend of mine. She’s a fellow Talkin’ Proud Buffalonian who I met when I was 16 and she was, I think, 11. While I ran off and married the first unpolished turd I could lay my hands on (before Ryan, obvs), Emilie went to school and became educated and intellectual. Let’s just say that she has many leather-bound books (although I wouldn’t really say that her apartment smells of rich mahogany). But my favorite part of Emilie is the fact that she’s such a free spirit. I love her overall zaniness (is that a real word?). She will do just about anything. Buy a replica of a dress Maude would have worn in Golden Girls and wear it out of the thrift store - check. Walk through the neighborhood while doing bicep curls - check. Take a hip-hop dance class with you and outshine EVERYONE in the class - check (that one was super irritating). I could go on and on, but I won’t. She knows I love her to death. And I’ve been pushing her to write something for the blog for a while and I’m SO glad she decided to.
I know Katie as “Katie Quinn” as we were in school together - elementary through high school. Well, except for the lost Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary years. She lived exactly 2 streets up and 1 street over from me in our neighborhood. She is also from a family of 5 girls, which is something you don’t really see all that often. Our poor dads… The times at the Quinn’s house that stand out very strongly in my mind are 1) the time when I fell off something (I must have blocked out what exactly - I swear it was a boat) and got the wind knocked out of me so badly that I thought I was going to die, and 2) the time when I was over for dinner in junior high or high school and her dad looked at me VERY seriously across the dinner table and asked what I wanted to do for a living. I said I wanted to be a lawyer (I was obviously very stupid at that point in my life). I was allowed to continue eating, so I assumed it was a good answer. All that aside, Katie is HILARIOUS. She’s a natural comic. Also, she’s married to a insanely smart fella who, in his spare time, also likes to makes quilts for their twin baby girls! No. I’m not making this up. I promise.
Truth be told, I’ve never actually met Joy (I almost wrote Bruce - HA!) in person. I met her on Facebook through Katie. According to her, she was “stalking” my blog and following me on Pinterest, so she figured we should probably be introduced (stalk and follow away, people!). Since then I’ve come to realize our similarities - she loves bourbon and is funny. I think I can stop there as we all know those are the most important qualities in life. Oh, and she’s pretty much a renaissance woman. When she pitched me some ideas for blog posts, it went something like this: “I could do [insert awesome idea here] or [insert awesomer idea here] or maybe you’d like [insert amazing idea here]. Oh and I have my Ph.D. (or something) in Horticulture, so I could write about plants.” The plants comment cut me to the core. You guys, why do plants hate me so much? Am I too needy for their love and end up pushing them away? Probably, huh. OMG. I’m so off topic. Anyway, Joy had SO MANY great ideas that she’s going to be giving us TWO posts. Lucky YOU!
So that’s it for introductions. Hopefully I can coerce these ladies to post again someday soon!
Oh, and as you obviously can tell from the watermark, these are not real pictures of Emilie, Katie and Joy. I just love stock photography. I’ve linked to the pages if you’d like to purchase any or all of these beauties. If this is STILL illegal, I’ll let you know when I get the old cease and desist letter.
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I am from a family of five girls too! Im the oldest (bossy) and my baby (half) sister (sweetest) is 20.5 years younger than me.
NK
P.S. is there some way to get notifications to replies but not every comment? Or perhaps a pass on the captchcas?
I’m the baby by 10 years (from the oldest) & I thought that was nuts! 20+ years! And my oldest sister isn’t the bossy one in my family - it’s the middle one! She’s a ball breaker!
I’m not sure on the comments. I thought the captcha was just the first time you commented. Do you get it every time?! That’s super annoying. I’ll look at all the settings.
Every single time. Um except for right now, but maybe that’s because I LITTERALLY just left a comment about a skymall pillow.
Dang. I gotta figure that out. I looked around a little last night, but it’s pretty complicated in there since I had a security site beef it up after I got a virus or hacked or something. Talk about irritating.
I’m actually from a family of four girls, but I am twice the woman of any of those broads so you can let this stand. Also, my brief absence from being bullied (rightly) for having a headgear and the same hair and wardrobe as Anthony Michael Hall in Sixteen Candles, was to Sacred Heart Academy where I grew out my hair, lost the hardware, and re-emerged as a goddamned butterfly into Clarence high society.
First off, GD IT! I was going through my head - Colleen, Katie, Karen & Trisha, but then I was like…there’s one I’m missing. I KNOW IT! Now I just feel like a dick. And, eh, Sacred Heart, Nativity, St. Whatever - it’s all the same. To me. LOL.
…and their lesser known sister, Barbara Quinn. She left for Sacred Heart and never came back.
That’s right! She was a real whore.
That picture could TOTALLY be Emily!
I know! She would totally do that. She said she’s glad I didn’t use the one holding the pregnancy test for her. LOL.