don'tcha wanna go down?

my. all. time. favorite. singer. alison krauss.

when i listen to her singin', it feels like home. i don't know. it feels like comin' home, puttin' on my jommies. (not jammies) cuddlin' with my family, in front of the fire while watchin' project runway. and, the kids have temporary laryngitis. what? it's my home. i said temporary. and we're cuddlin' aren't we? don't judge.

anywho.

i had some of her songs playin' while i was makin' taco soup. mmmmmm...taco soup! anyway, wes said, "turn it up momma!" so, i did. i tell you what, that boy knows the good stuff when he hears it.

don't ask...

i have a blog i follow. i have an aunt named, lynette. this aunt has a son named, drew.

therefor, i am posting this stupid song. it was posted on the blog i follow. it's 'bout a girl, named lynette, by a boy, named drew.

who knew? don't ask. please, don't ask. just had to do it.

happy hump day!
(hi, sissy. or, i mean, lynette.)

bff forever?

here's a little fun fact 'bout me...i think when i clean. now, i know if you're reading this you probably know how much i clean. therefor, you can get an idea of how much i think. one would assume that with all this thinkin' goin' on, i would have won some nobel prize by now. but, alas, most of my thoughts are so random that nothin' much comes of them. sad. i know.

but, every once in awhile, a thought crosses my mind, and i just have to drop the mop and run to my computer. (most of my thoughts are fleeting.) sad. i know.

here it is...i was thinkin' about friends. not just any friends, bff's. maddie is at that bff age. only, she's not a bff kinda girl. she's really more of a flavor of the month. you know, likes to keep her options open. nobody gonna slow her down. (oh, no. she's got to keep on movin'.) not me, i've always been a bff kinda girl. i may have had a couple at a time, but i'm too ADD to keep track of too many people. i'm an out of sight, out of mind kinda friend. i may love you, i just can't remember to call you and tell you. sad. i know.

so, what is a bff? what qualifies someone to be your bff? was there this magical moment when you thought, "i think she's my bff. yes, i believe she is." why do we need a bff? why aren't ff's okay? are you required to log a certain amount of hours a year with this person, in order for them to maintain a bff status? yes, it's a busy place, my brain.

well, you know what's comin' next, my opinion. (feel free to resume to your regularly scheduled, time wastin', web surfin' now.) and, actually, it's not my opinion, it's my experience.

my experience tells me this, there is no concrete definition of bff. now, wikipedia begs to differ with me, but whatever wikipedia. you're lame. and, i'm sure i shouldn't be allowin' my daughter to use you as her reference source for learned knowledge.

my best friend is a "from birth" bff. one of those people that when you think back, you can't remember a time when they weren't there. you know, this kinda friend...the one that gave you her butter cookies in sunday school, 'cause she knew how much you liked wearin' them as rings, and then eatin' them a little at a time. the one that comforted you at g.a. camp, when you missed your mom. the one that made the two hour trip, for months, to the hospital when you were ten, just to sit with you in a cold room and pass the time playin' rummy, and hold your black and blue hand when they came to draw more blood. the one that gave you their new kids tape, when yours was eatin' by your boom box. the one that helped you figure out how to make your shoestrings on your new eastlands do that curly thing, and get that tight-roll as tight as could be for your first school dance.

the one that, for a while, was ripped out of your life, for reasons too complicated to comprehend at the time. the one that made the effort to stay in your life, even when you were going in two different directions. the one that was there when your children were born. the one that won't hesitate to set you straight, or let you vent. the one that nothing you do or say surprises them. the kind of friend sent straight from God.

my bff lives far away from me, now. but, i got to see her this past weekend. and, she introduced me to someone as her bff forever. i laughed and made fun of her, but, she was right. she's my best friend forever, forever.






her mom snapped these as we were leavin'. she took two, because heather feather didn't like that her hair wasn't showin' in the first. so, i used my hand, and became her human bumpit'. (my talents know no bounds. :P)

oh, and, do those glasses make my face look small? geez.