I just got to spend time with my favorite kid of all times (besides my own, of course).
Seriously, the day I met Olivia, way back when, I was so jealous that I didn't have a daughter just like her.
She was dressed from the boy's department of Old Navy. Wanting to have nothing to do with that girlie crap.
And today, Liv still shopped on the boy's side of H&M and Abercrombie. Even though it's been like six years since I've seen her. She's true to her inner non-girliness.
Liv is a girl with a dedication to being whoever it is she wants to be. And she's been sticking to her guns forEver.
And that fact that she's a vegetarian who eats shrimp and also eats chicken because chickens are mean and ugly?
Seriously. Can I keep her? Can she be my daughter? Can I take her with me to hang out in Uptown? Can I have her? Please?
Add to this perfect kid the fact that she got her grandma to buy her the biggest, blingiest watch on the market. Dude, really? When her parents get fed up with her, can I have her? I want to hang out in coffee shops with he when she's older and we both are wearing Chuck Taylors.
So this is the first time I got to spend time with my college friend Dan's wife, Allison, without Dan. And let me tell Dan one thing...the boy sure did marry Up. And in "up" I mean, how the heck did my slob of a friend marry such a gorgeous, smart, soft-spoken, kind, non-farting-in-public wife? Does he have a deep, dark secret of hers that he holds over her like a threat?
Okay. I don't mean that. Dan deserves the best. He's one of my oldest and dearest friends for a reason.
I just can't figure out how he married so far above him and then had these two beautiful, wonderful daughters who I want to pretend are my daughters when they're through with them.
I want them all to come back and see me when the weather is better. And then I want them to fall in love with my sons so that we can be one big, happy family and I get to have Olivia as my daughter-in-law so I can take her shopping for boys t-shirts with me.
Don't even get me started on how highly I think of Allison. Allison, who's gone through cancer not once, not twice, not thrice, not four-ice, but FIVE times. FIVE DAMN TIMES. And yet? Allison has the most positive outlook of anyone I've ever met before.
I know some incredible people but this little family from Iowa? They are at the top of my Incredible People I Know List.
4:47 p.m. - January 27, 2007
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