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Ashlea – Girl Gang Member

This is my final Girl Gang Member post about my best friends. So, lastly, but only in writing this blogpost, and certainly not least in any way whatsoever, here is my Ashlea. Oh, wow! Where to begin with this one? We met when her oldest and my youngest daughters were in 4 year old kindergarten together and we haven’t missed a beat since. She is . . . Fierce – furiously eager or intense. She can flash those piercing eyes in your direction, head cocked to the side with a slight smile dancing in the corner of her mouth. You can’t help but want to know what she is thinking and then you must go do it with her! It’s always an adventure. Brave – possessing or exhibiting courage or courageous endurance. Hmm . . . this badass BFF of mine has been through mud pits, sprayed in the face with venom, and hung out to dry in the middle of a desert. But NO MATTER WHAT – she always comes out the other side of whatever it is still with that “pretty girl swag”. (go look that definition up) Vivacious –  lively; animated; spirited. We were once known as the Dynamic Duo. She is my partner in crime. She is wild, fun and up for just about anything. What haven’t we shared? She is a survivor. Just like me, she has been through more shit than you would find in a pasture of a million cows that were all just given enemas. How’s that for a visual? We’ll be in our eighties and still crazy – TOGETHER! She would probably describe herself as this “Flawed and fabulous because perfect doesn’t exist and normal is boring.” And this is just one of the many reasons I LOVE ME SOME ASHLEA GRAVES!!! We ain’t afraid to get our hands dirty in this crazy thing called life! So, for today here is the good . . . I am BLESSED to call her my friend, my sister and to have her be part of my inner circle – my Girl Gang. I love you, Ashlea! Much Peace and Love Y’all! I hope y’all have a great weekend. PS – yes this is an old pic below. Most of our pics I can’t show to the public! (wink, wink)

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Costco

Okay so not every story I write on here may be sad or thought provoking or even that interesting. Some may also be very short. For example, today I am going to share something ridiculous just to make you laugh.

Wednesday afternoon our nurse gets to our house, I told her what Grayson needed and off Kloie and I went to run some errands. One of those stops would be to Costco. To give you a little back story – first of all, I can’t stand to cook! Seriously! The only reason I need to be in the kitchen is to eat what somebody else prepared, drink red wine (occasionally) and dance. My husband, Kevin, and I are a real team and lots of times he is the one who goes to the grocery store. He will write the weekly menu on a white board just outside the kitchen. Well, I noticed for Wednesday night we were supposed to have Tilapia. Uh oh! I forgot to get the fish out of the freezer so spaghetti it is! Plus this is an easy one for me. I went all day long feeling prepared for supper. Yay me! About an hour before Kloie and I were to leave I realized I had no hamburger meat thawed either. We only get the organic, good kind these days and freeze it. Uggh! It’s okay I thought to myself. We’ll just run by Costco and pick up a pack. Turns out Kloie needed multiple things there anyway. Here we go. I was very proud of myself being SO focused. Those that know me well, know I can be wound tight with a little cloud of chaos swirling around me at all times. I often wonder if I have a touch of ADHD. Who knows? We stroll through the store – okay everybody who knows me also knows I don’t stroll. I can’t. Didn’t you read how wound tight I am? I am more like driving a missile through a herd of cows. After getting some fruits I move on to the meat counter. Eww! That just sounds gross. Anyway because of my direct concentration I kept repeating in my head “Remember you only need one. You only need one. We have more in the freezer at home already.” I lean over and thought “Great! I’ve got to tear these apart! I will probably end up having it rip into the left one which is attached to the third or either rip into the right one. If it goes left I am going to have to buy those too and I ONLY NEED ONE! If it tears into the right one I am going to have nasty blood dripping out of the pack and I don’t want that all over the rest of my groceries!” Such a dilemma but I was super careful. Got it done, sampled a few foods, and went to check out. The young girl who was helping place our items on the conveyor belt held up the package of ground beef and said “Where are the other ones?” I laughed and responded “Oh no don’t worry. I only needed one so I tore it off from the others but I was careful.” She had a most annoyed yet blank stare and announced “They come in 3 packs! You can’t separate them.” Well, at this point it hit me – Oh wait! We are in Costco. This is where we BUY IN BULK! I was so embarrassed and looked at Kloie, told her to run get the two I left behind. She said no for me to do it. I said no she is younger and quicker. While we are having this little side conversation the girl looks exasperated. She said she would just go get them. Thank goodness the guy checking us out was super nice. We did have to let the person behind us go ahead since we were holding up the line. All in all that is what happens when I actually put a lot of thought into something. Here is the good . . . we had spaghetti Wednesday night and it is easy to cook. Again – Yay me!

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