LYLAS

I got an IM from my friend Karen today at work and all it said was, "do you know what lylas means?" Without a doubt! Love You Like A Sister. Doesn't everyone know that? Yes, Karen knew that too, the topic had come up at her work and apparently no one she asked knew what it meant. We both thought that was common knowledge for any female between the age of 22-32 years old. It is how you ended allllll of your notes in grade school as well as yearbook signings. We then went into the classic:

"you are so fun and pretty. stay sweet!"

"keep in touch"

"have a great summer, see you next year"

"so glad we got to know eachother this year"

"don't ever change!"

Yearbooks were fun. It was always the last day of the year and we would all go out on the playground/field and play the last hours. It seemed like FOREVER out there. Like it was your last chance to see these people. I look back now and it was only 2 and half months tops that I wouldn't see them. So silly. We would all go out there with our yearbooks and you would muster up the courage to go have the cute boy you liked sign it. As soon as he did you would run back over to your girlfriends open the book and see what he wrote. "Sarah - Have a good Summer!" And then you compare, did he put an excalmation point on yours? Did he write the same thing? It was so much fun riding the school bus home on the last day of school. Saying goodbye to everyone as they got off at their stop. You would wave and yell out the window. It was the one time of the year the bus driver allowed us to stand up in the seats, lean out the window as we drove off. Of course he would say, "sit down back there" but he would say it with a smile and only once.

Karen and I deciede that there should be adult yearbooks! How awesome would those be?? I can only imagine the pictures that it would be filled with and who would write in the pages. The yearbook signing died up in High School until it came time for the Senior Books then we all went nuts again.

Anyway, it was a fun memory today.

LYLAS - Sarah

I Swear It Wasn't There

Two nights go I was home watching TV with Ashe when I decieded to get a glass of water. Normally I do not put ice in my water. Not b/c I don't like it or anything, just I don't care if it is there or not. Unless I'm super hot, then of course it's nice. But I usually will just put my Joe's cup under the faucet and filler' up.

On this parTICular night I wanted ice. I keep my ice pick in the freezer. It just makes more sense to me that it should stay there. When I need it, it is there. Since I don't use ice that much it just sits there and tends to stick together in little village ice houses. My top shelve has nothing on it but this said ice pick. I open my freezer reach for some ice and it is a solid mass that I can not fit in my Joe's cup so I look up to the shelve for my pick. And that is when it happened.....the ice pick was GONE.

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN.......

I know I didn't move it. I put my hand up there and patted around as if it was just invisible and really was there. Right away my "love for scary movies" mind kicked into gear and I just knew someone was in my house, upstairs, in my closet, under my bed, just waiting to pick me to death. I closed the freezer and looked in my drawer that has all that stuff. It's not the silverware drawer, it's that other one. What do you call that? You know the one, it has the wooden spoons, random knifes that aren't in the block, big serving pieces, can opener, etc. Anywho I checked in there. Nothing. I went ahead and got my water and went back to my sofa. Thinking hard if I had moved it. I just loaded the dishwasher earlier that night so I know it was in there.

I text my friend Durbs to let her know my ice pick was missing just incase something did happened to me someone would know. I didn't get a response so I guess she didn't care. Thanks Durbs! I have yet to find my ice pick and am still alive. The only place I haven't looked for my killer is the attic. If that is were they are I'll let them stay, pretty hard to get up there and with this 100 + degree Texas weather I'm sure they are dead by now anyway.

So - this is my public annoucement that my ice pick has gone missing in my house. Although I wouldn't put it 100% past Ashe to have it, you never know.

Stuck

I couldn't figure out what I wanted to wear to work today. I saw this dress in my closet that I really like, but rarely wear. It needed ironing, but why not. I'll wear it! I plugged in the iron and went back to blow dry my hair. Any girl with hair that goes beyond their shoulders knows that blow drying your hair can get hot and yucky. About half way through it your hair is dry on the outside but still damp underneath. Then you are starting to sweat b/c the hot air is blowing on you. Alas, you push on through until you are finish. Yuck. Afterwards I put hot curlers in my hair, only to make me more hot, but I gotta have my curl.

While I leave the curlers in I go to iron my dress. This takes about 6 mins. I'm just about cooled off and the fan blowing right on me helps. I lay my dress across my bed and proceed to take my curlers out in the bathroom. Oh' and not that it brings anything to the table, but I have KKITM playing in the background and my cat is sitting on the bed watching all of this. Anywho, I finish taking out my curlers, my hair is hot and I'm starting to get sweaty again. I take off my T-shirt (oo la la) and unzip the dress to put it on. Now - remember, I love this dress but rarely wear it. I remembered today why.

I pull the dress over my head and realize I didn't unzip it all the way. Pull it back off and unzip and then pull it back on. It slips right on, lovely. I reach around to zip it up and I'm only able to zip half way do to the fact that my arms just don't bend like that. I pull the dress up over my head a little so I can zip it. It is at this position that I realize my fatal flaw. This dress is only worn when there is someone else to zip it up for me. It is impossible for me to do it alone. I am now stuck with my arms half way out, the top of the dress is around my shoulders with my hair puffed out the very top all frizzed and curled. And Hot. I laugh a little and try to shimmy it down. It doesn't move. I'm starting to get hot here people. The lower part of me, a.k.a by rear end is just chilling out. I can't really see much b/c of the way my hair fell when I tried to pull the dress down. I try to move again to unzip but my hand can't reach the zipper now. DON'T PANIC. So what if they find me a week later dead on the bedroom floor with a dress up around my torso, naked, and my cat eating my arms.

I take a deep breath and reach out with my right arm. Awww, I was able to reach the zipper. I unzip the horrid fabric trap of death and throw it on the floor. Half expecting it to jump up and attack my face. Yes, that is way I rarely wear that dress. Unless someone is there to zip and unzip me....not going to happen.

Bucket List

Got this from a co-worker...thought it would be fun:

Place an X by all the things you've done.


(X) Gone on a blind date
() Watched someone die
() Been to Canada )
() Been to Hawaii
(X ) Been to Europe
( ) Been to South America
( ) Been to Asia
() Australia
(X) Been on a plane
() Been on a helicopter
(X) Been on a Cruise
( ) Visited All 50 States
(X) Been lost in a neighborhood I knew
(x) Been on the opposite side of the country
() Gone to Washington , DC
(X) Swam in the ocean
(X) Cried yourself to sleep
(X) Played cops and robbers
() Recently colored with crayons
(X) Sang Karaoke
(XXX) Paid for a meal with coins only (on the way home from a bar!!)
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(X) Made prank phone calls
(X) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your
nose.
(X) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
(X) Danced in the rain
(X) Written a letter to Santa Claus
() Been kissed under the mistletoe - aw, this is sad. I can't believe I haven't.
() Watched the sunrise with someone
(X) Blown bubbles
(X) Gone ice-skating
(X) Been skinny dipping outdoors
(X) Gone to the movies
(X) Skipped school- college only, not High School
( ) Been to the top of the St. Louis Arch
(X) Been down Bourbon Street in New Orleans
() Driven across the Union
( ) Been in a hot air balloon .
( ) Been sky diving
() Gone snowmobiling
() Lived in more than one country
(X) Lay down outside at night and admired the stars while listening to
the crickets
(X) Seen a falling star and made a wish
( ) Enjoyed the beauty of Old Faithful Geyser
() Seen the Statue of Liberty
() Gone to the top of Seattle Space Needle
() Traveled by train
() Traveled by motorcycle
(X) Been horseback riding
(X) Ridden on a San Francisco CABLE CAR
(X) Been to Disneyland --- and Disney World ... )
(X) Truly believe in the power of prayer
() Been in a rain forest
() Seen whales in the ocean
( ) Been to Niagara Falls
(X) Ridden on an elephant
() Swam with dolphins
( ) Been to the Olympics
( ) Walked on the Great Wall of China
() Saw and heard a glacier calf
( ) Been spinnaker flying
(X) Been water-skiing-
(x) Been snow-skiing ...
() Been to Westminster Abbey
( ) Been to the Louvre
(X ) Swam in the Mediterranean
(X) Been to a Major League Baseball game
(X) Been to a National Football League game


1. Any nickname? any form of my last name Gibson
2. Mother's name? Jane
3. Favorite drink? Water
4. Body Piercing? 4
5. Birthplace? Tulsa, OK
6. Favorite vacation spot? Greece...sigh...i want to go back. Stat.
7. Favorite movie? I have about 8, all made in 1986-1993.
8. Favorite Holiday? Valentines Day/Birthday; one in the same
9. Favorite dessert? Cheese Plate
10. Favorite? Reese