Saturday Love: Allie

Ohhh Alz.

This hilarious roommate of mine makes me soooo happy. I'm not sure when, where, or how we met. Maybe at church? Maybe at the red house? Maybe somewhere else? I'm not sure when we started being friends either. I think it might have been one of those things that I knew who she was, and I thought she was really awesome, and I wished we were friends, but we didn't really know each other, so I just imagined we were friends. However it happened, it happened. And now we live together and she makes me laugh every day. Whether she's saying "that's racist and makes me uncomfortable." to everything I say, or yelling in that high pitched old lady voice, she always knows how to make me chuckle. She also loves the Mavs just as much, if not more than me, and I love that.

Favorite memory together: Recently, as in a week ago, Allie was leaving for Christmas break. I was sitting on the back of our couch (still not sure why), but I put my arms out for a goodbye hug. Allie came over to "hug me" and I leaned back to fully embrace this goodbye. She moved out of the way just as I was leaning back and I busted it big time off the couch onto the ground. Allie tried to catch me, but when I looked up from the ground she was holding my ankle...lots of help.

I don't know if that's a great favorite memory or not. I think the NyQuil is going to my brain a little, and making it impossible to think of past events.

Still, just because I'm on NyQuil doesn't mean that the glory should be taken away from Allie on her very special Saturday love post. She really is fantastic. I'm really pushing the fact that she's really funny, because she is. But she also has so many other great qualities. She is so smart, she loves to read- I love hearing her talk about books, and movies. She's SUPER talented- an awesome photographer, charcoal(ist)?, and painter. She is not only talented in those areas, but she uses her talent to bring glory to God. She loves the Lord so much, and if you spent any time at all with her, you would be able to tell. She's an all around awesome person, and I feel privileged to live with her, and be her pal.

So, here's to you, Allie. Thanks for being your awesome self.

Love you!

Saturday (or Sunday) Love: Julie

I forgot about Saturday love again, until now, and it's Sunday.

So, here's the Sunday version of Saturday love:

Jules, Ju, JuJu Bear, Momma, Julie. All the nicknames mean love. I don't know if I would have survived this summer without my Julie. Our friendship started out as an interesting one. You see, Julie has this way about her, somehow even though she is so sweet and kind, she made me think she didn't like me. Until one day when I was walking out of choir rehearsal and she asked me if I wanted to swing on the bench swing with her. I was delighted, and even though I had to be at work in 30 minutes, I sat with her and talked until Leah was done with her meeting. The rest is history. We live together now, and hopefully will continue to...if SOMEONE doesn't choose grad school over me ;).

Favorite memory together: There are lots, considering half of my memories these days have her in them. But one time that I will always look back on and smile is when we were driving back from Holland after bible study (Julie and I lead bible study together this summer, if you remember my posts about those hilarious middle schoolers). I had ALWAYS wanted to pick an ear of corn from the side of the road. Julie (being the great momma she is) repeatedly told me that this was stealing, and wrong. I pushed her enough on the subject and she finally agreed to pull over. Colton and I jumped out of the car, Julie yelled "go, go, go!" and we tried to grab a couple ears of corn. Well, one of us, I'm still not sure who, ripped up an entire stock and threw it in the car. We laughed so hard we were crying and Ju nearly peed her pants. The corn was nasty when we cooked it, but it was still worth it.

Jules, I'm so grateful for you. I love climbing in your big comfy bed with all the other roomies and talking, keeping you up past your grown up bed time. Please don't go to grad school and leave me. Unless you really want to, then I'll just be all alone. Whatever. I'm glad you decided to like me and invite me to swing with you.

Love you.

Saturday love revisited

Shoot! 

I cannot believe how long it has been since I've said I love someone on here. Chelsea reminded me about it last week when we were hanging out and she said "i really liked it when you did that Saturday love thing on your blog." 

I have gotten so caught up in nursing school, I've forgotten about something that is (obviously) much more important than my future career. 

So, here it is. For the first time in months...my Saturday love:

Sweet, sweet Natalie. When I say sweet, I really mean it. Natalie is the sweetest person I know. I bet if you licked her she would taste like sugar! I'm not going to try anytime soon, but really only because I can't. You see, she lives in Hawaii. If not for that though, I might lick her...maybe. Anyway, she's sweet, you get the point. Natalie and I met sometime two years ago, my freshman year in college. I'm not positive on when exactly it was, but I'm sure if I could remember it, it would be memorable. Since then, we've been buds. 

Favorite memory together: Cooking this yummy Santa Fe Pizza together for everyone one night. I love cooking with Natalie. She always keeps a dish towel on her shoulder when she cooks, and I just think that's one of the most precious things ever. We had so much fun deciding on what to cook, going to walmart to get the stuff, then cooking and laughing together. We also made this yummy dessert that I can't find the recipe for. It was a good night. 

Nat, I love being your friend. I get excited when I get a goofy video on my facebook wall from you, or when a little invite to ichat pops up on my computer. I'm so proud of what you're doing in Hawaii. I know you're going to bless those old folks so much with your sweet, sweet, sweet heart, spirit, smile and love. I love you! (and can't wait to see you in January!)

I am never, never, never going to get good at goodbyes. Even in the days before I started crying, goodbyes still hurt my goodbye hating heart.

That is mostly all I'm feeling right now. That I hate goodbyes feeling.

But, in the spirit of being cheerful I'm going to do my Saturday love. I was a slacker last week, school has been crazy. I'll update more on that later.

I love....

ROBYN.

This girl knows how to make me smile. She's an adventurer, and I love that. We're going to Costa Rica over spring break and I am SO excited to travel with her. I think she's probably one of the best travelers ever. She's my ever so faithful fellow blog stalker. When I read a real good Matt & Maddy I know she will be just as excited about it as I am. I love that she will do this kind of stuff with me...

Besides all that awesome stuff, Rob also has one the neatest hearts I know. She loves people with this really special love. A love that makes her not afraid to give you this face that only Robyn makes when she thinks you're stupid, and you still know she loves you. She loves these cute little boys in Haiti a lot, and I think that's pretty sweet. She's a friend that I can sit with in a quiet room with not much going on and it doesn't feel like someone needs to talk. She loves Gardenstate and Elizabethtown just as much as I do (if not more). We are soulfriends.

Love you, Rob.

Saturday Love: Chelsea

Meet Chelsea. She's super fly, and pretty hard core (as you can tell). She does cool things like triathlons. Chelsea is kinda old, so we never went to school or anything together. We met at church, maybe at camp when I was her student leader and she beat me up and shoved my face in the mud. I instantly loved her. She moved to china for a while and would send me funny emails, like one with her head on a big huge muscle woman's body. When she came home I beat her in a wrestling contest, and I still haven't lived that down. Deep down though her beating me up and trying to kill me in everything she does isn't what REALLY makes me love her. I mean, it definitely adds to it, but there are lots of other things too. She is a friend I can count on to give me the truth, exactly what she thinks, no matter how much she knows I don't wanna hear it. I admire her ability to speak the truth in love. I really believe she loves me even when she calls me stupid or something, pretty amazing. I love her ability to make every one around her feel cared for and loved, it's also pretty amazing. She brings so much light and smiles wherever she is.

Favorite memory together: We went to Turner Falls to go camping one time. I think the whole time could count as my favorite memory with her, but an especially favorite memory is when we were swinging into a river on this rope that was attached to a tree. I was getting some serious air and she asked how I was doing it, I showed her (not showing off at all). She swears to this day that when I let go of the rope I turned and gave her a look that said "ha, I'm so much better than you". I was, but I would never rub it in or anything...

I love you Chels. Thanks for being my honest, sweet, wonderful friend.

Saturday Love: My friend Monica

Alright, so about 3 months ago I was telling Robyn that I wanted to start a weekly thing on my blog. Some of my favorite blogs do weekly updates like Heather's What to do wednesday. Thoughts have been rollin' around in the ole noggin for a while and nothing has clicked. Until tonight as I was looking at my friend Monica's photography website (http://monicareedphotography.com) thinking "gosh, Monica is so cool, talented, wonderful. i feel so special to be her friend." That's when I got the brilliant idea of writing a weekly blog about someone I love.
It's perfect.
I get to gush about these people who let me call them friends.
So, here's Monica:
We have known each other since oh about 8th grade, I think. I think we really became friends 9th grade when we started secluding ourselves from the rest of the world during lunch to sit outside on the cement by the locker rooms and chat about whatever. Next thing you know we were juniors learning the ins and outs of how to successfully skip school together (i know, horrible) then seniors who did nothing but check our horoscopes online during choir class. She's really great. Her heart is full of love, adventure and life. She's uber talented, just check out her blog or website and see for yourself (and no, she's not paying me for this plug). She has probably taken about a billion pictures and they are all good, no joke. You get the picture? She's fab.

Favorite memory together: Although it's hard to narrow it down to one, I think I have to choose bailing on our senior year choir mixer (after borrowing some chips and cookies) and attempting to find the place in DFW airport where you can watch the airplanes take off. We never found it, because we got lost and ran out of gas but had such a fun time driving with the windows down, listening to music, not caring.

I love her.
Who wouldn't love this face?

You're great my lil HarMonica.

Love, Allye