Memory Monday

Please pay no attention to the fact that it's Tuesday. I'm still trying to do Heather's Memory Mondays and here is the memory this week:

DESCRIBE ONE OF YOUR ROOMMATES FROM YOUR YOUNG ADULT YEARS. DO YOU KEEP IN TOUCH WITH THAT PERSON?

I have two roommates that I remain close to. They were both bridesmaids at my wedding and still best friends of mine. The first is Ashley. She and I met in Mrs. Shipley's class in the fifth grade. She was my ally in the constant battles against the evil Troy Bovo who was forever chasing us around the playground. We were BFF for several years and although we went to the same high school, we didn't remain close. A month or two after high school graduation I moved into an apartment with a friend from work and we needed another roommate. Ashley was looking for roommates too and the rest is ancient history.

This is Ash and me cruising around in her fancy car.

She looks perfect and you're looking up my nose.

Then there was Julie. She and I moved to Orem to go to UVSC. She went to school and I didn't. Not too bright on my part. But I did write a couple of papers as a trade for laundry service. (I hadn't done one single batch of laundry till I moved out of my mom's house. I was a mess.) She and I had become friends during our senior year of high school. Whenever Julie was there, I knew it was going to be a good time! We would dress up all in black, turn on Beastie Boys and go spy on the boy de jour. We went to Cabo San Lucas, Hawaii, St. George, Las Vegas and Logan. We did love a good road trip. I remember once driving home from St. George in the middle of the night listening to Alanis Morrisett screaming our guts out for hours. We both lost our voices. Mature, I know.

This is Julie and me getting ready to go spy on boys.

Another not-so-flattering picture of me.

I also got to live with my aunt Puffy and my cousin Alison for a year before I got married. Those were some of my very favorite times. Alison and I would exchange clothes, dress up and do makeup like a couple of five year-olds. We watched endless hours of Friends on tv. I helped Puffy correct papers (she was a school teacher) and Eric would help Alison with her homework. We still have amazingly funny inside jokes, which I'll spare you all. (But I am wondering if ya'll lit another Jesus candle??? It is Christmas you know.)

I don't have a picture to post yet. I need to get a good one of the three of us! All the pictures that I have aren't digital.