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Saturday, May 27, 2017
Weekly Blog Spotlight!
Spotlight for this week=Kim (Hon Won and Hubby)!!!!

Okay folks. Here's my second spotlight for you. Kim has her own blog which you should definitely check out HERE
I have a picture of her and her biological father, hope you don't mind me sharing, Kim!

Her story is one of a kind and since she's been an active commenter on my blog, she gets the spotlight for this week. That, and the fact that I miss her dearly :(
How did you meet this person?
I met Kim through Hannah at SLU. We never really talked in depth until we lived together our senior year. That's when our friendship became solidified--as we stayed up late night and chatted, made half cooked pizzas together (gross!), and started hanging out as couples with our new boyfriends (who are now our husbands).
Favorite memory or story about this person?
There are so many for our little Kimmie. Funny things happen to her all of the time. I suppose her most famous story stems from her 21st birthday. You see, Kim is the tiniest thing ever. Her doctor once told her to drink a Budweiser each evening with her dinner to promote weight GAIN. Yes, she's that petite. Don't hate her for it, though---she really can't help it.
So her 21st birthday comes around, and she was one of the last of us to participate in the stereotypical celebratory night out. Of course most of us attempted to take 21 shots on our big nights but none of us really came close. Kim, on the other hand, tiny little Kim somehow managed to take each and every one of those shots like a champ. And we aren't talking about little wussy shots, either. It goes down in history as one of the most improbable happenings that came to be. Never mind whether or not she got sick later that night.
What is this person's best quality?
Kim is no doubt the most genuine friend a girl could have. I'm very blessed to have ALL of my girls in my life, and Kim is one in particular who has always been there for me. She puts the needs of others first and truly cares about everyone's lives. Kim is my friend who listens to me vent and offers a helpful point of view to my dilemmas. She is just a great person in general and I wish we were still in the same city!
We were in each other's weddings and she's been married for a little over a year now. Wasn't she a stunning bride?

Do you have any funny pictures of this person?
Duh!!!
1. Her bachelorette party. Dancing, I think. I have SO many great pictures of her from this night but none of them are G-rated. And I promised to keep it clean [darn it!].

2. Here's our bride-to-be. Not feeling so great, but look at her ring shine!!! Notice how Hannah is trying to console Kim, but I don't think it worked.

3. And speaking of shiny, look at those bling-tastic diamond earrings!

4. Oh, Kim and her hubby Mark have matching watches. They are pretty bling-tastic, too. You'd think they were high rollers or something.

5. Halloween 2006: Kim was N.Korean leader "Kim Jong Il" and Mark was a giant missle. I think this is the best costume of all times.
6. Here is Kimmie at Hannah's bachelorette party. Isn't she a peaceful sleeper?
7. This was us floating down the river, before Kim fell asleep. This was also right before she fell off the raft and slammed into the rocks on the bottom of the river. I was a very bad friend and laughed instead of helping her back onto the raft. It was too funny!
8. Kim and Mark at our wedding, in the Studio B photobooth. I don't know if you can tell by her face but something very embarrassing happened right before this shot was taken. She was mortified!
Does this person read your blog?
Why yes, she does! She is a loyal commenter as well.
Love you Kimmie! Hope all is well!
Weekly Blog Spotlight!
The fourth edition of my spotlight features....
LINDSEY [a.k.a. Lobo] !!! Her name is spelled with an E so don't try it with an A. Big time repercussions will ensue.
How did you meet this person?
The full story is not appropriate for this blog. I could potentially lose a lot of readers and my respect if I go into detail. But let's just leave it at this: we were 18 years old and I thought I was a complete badass. I tried to teach Lindsey how to be like me and she failed. Miserably. Overall it was quite unpleasant for everyone involved but somehow we became friends anyway. Confused yet? Well let's make it more confusing. Here is a picture of Lindsey on Halloween, dressed up as one of our male friends. You'd only understand if you knew the guy but this is classic:
What is your favorite memory/story about this person? I'm laughing out loud as I type these stories. While studying abroad in Madrid, Spain a group of us girls traveled to Rome for part of our spring break. Two timeless Lindsey stories arise from this trip.
#1 During a noisy, stinky Italian bus ride towards the Vatican, a local woman starts screaming at Lindsey and making hand gestures for "pick-pocketing." Lindsey immediately assumes the lady is accusing Linds of pick-pocketing someone on our bus. Either that, or the lady knows that we didn't pay for our bus ride. We all get off the bus and the lady continues to yell in Italian while we become increasingly confused. Lindsey almost starts to cry because she's afraid she'll be thrown in an Italian jail forever for a crime she did not commit. Then an Italian officer comes up to our chaos and we figure this is the end of our fun little trip abroad. He'll discover that we snuck onto the bus without paying and we'll all go to jail. But alas, he spoke English and informed us that the lady saw a man trying to pickpocket Lindsey. NOT the other way around. It certainly wasn't fun at the time but remembering the frantic look on Lindsey's face as she prepared for her imprisonment makes me laugh.
#2 Same trip, about a week earlier we were in the Canary Islands. It was a cloudy day so Lindsey figured she could lay out for 8 hours. She forgot that we were on the Equator. That evening Lindsey formed "scales" on her chest, which were basically blisters. I believe she lathered them up with Vaseline to assist in their healing. It didn't work, and by the time we got to Rome she was shedding scaly flakes everywhere she went. The funny part comes in when one of the guys in Rome wanted to make out with Lindsey. He knew the story of her scales but had not seen them in all of their glory. So what was his really romantic pick up line? "Show me your scales." SICK! He wanted to see her flaky chest....which she chose to conceal all week with every available turtleneck in our suitcases. Best. pickup line. Ever.
What is this person's best quality?
Lindsey is incredibly genuine, sensitive, and down to earth. She is the opposite of superficial and probably the lowest maintenance of us girls. Sure, we give her trouble for being boring and predictable....but it's quite refreshing to know that Lindsey won't ever change. I'd say that in some ways, Lindsey and I are the most alike. We have a tendency towards being a bit dramatic at times, and I know we over-think things all the time. Hey, we're girls, right? :)
Do you have any funny pictures of this person?
Yep, but again...I wish I had the time and energy to dig through my older pictures.
She LOVES to open her mouth for pictures. See?



The guy in those pictures is her boyfriend, John. His facial expressions are just as dramatic as Lindsey's. The last picture is her famous "Lobo dance" during my bachelorette party. Love it.
Here we are with our adorable mothers. I think we all kind of look alike:

Here is Lindsey being announced at our wedding. The announcer totally called her by the wrong name, and here is her reaction:
This picture is WAY more embarrassing for me than Lindsey. Look at my hideous smile! Again, this was my bachelorette party. Ah, if this website wasn't G-rated.....
And another one of our classic poses. Somehow at each event in the past year, Lindsey and I have managed to take this picture together. Seriously. It's a sickness.

Does this person read your blog?
Yes, and she leaves really funny comments that make me laugh. I miss you, Linds!
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