ode to my kk.

once upon a time I had a best friend. one of my first and only real female friends. her name is kk. I found some random picture someone had taken of me while I was driving (pic on the left) and it made me think of the picture that I took of katie (pic on the right) on our last One-Day-St. George trip.  We both drive with our left legs up, elbow on our knee, twirling our hair, deep in thought or singing to a tune (unless we are together, then of course we are talking or singing together).  no one can make me dance, laugh and get crazy like this girl.  she tells me when I am being stupid and tells me that I am pretty. she is an amazing cook and knows better than to let me help.  i cannot wait until she is a mama because I will love her babies and she will be so good at it, she has been taking care of me for years.  yes, she is my blonde twin. but once upon a time she met an awesome dude named Spud, and even though he is a super cool, cooking, triathloning, singing machine- he stole her away to matrimony and happiness... and we all know how the rest goes. ahhh love and miss my kk!