"Only the good die young..."

Today is Anne-Marie Jean Valencia's birthday, she would have been 24. Unfortunately Anne-Marie never made it past 20--she died in a car accident in 2004. Anne-Marie was and I suppose still is my best friend...isn't she beautiful? This is the best picture I have of her on my computer. I have so many prints of her but very few digital ones.

Anne-Marie and I go way back, clear to our dancing days when we were toddlers, then on to the soccer field as team mates. She had a crush on my brother and he happened to coach our team one year. He was her inspiration to finish the runs we had to do at the end of each practice:) Even though we knew each other way back when, we didn't really become bosome buddies till high school. It's funny because as I sit here typing so many memories are flooding my mind--that is why I am posting about her, because I don't want to ever forget anything! AND I know she would want me to talk and laugh often of her. I know her well enough that she would never want to be forgotten.

Just to tell you a little bit about her: she loved garage sale-ing, shoes, music, hanging out with friends, sushi, whitening her teeth, hot pickles (yep the ones in the bags), the playstation 2, driving in her Jeep with the top off, and afrin. She was obsessed with eyelash curlers, (I think her mom counted 12? when cleaning out her pantry) washing her face, and vaseline. She always had money and chapstick coming out of her pant pockets and was extremely disorganized. some how in her madness she was able to get the job done and well. Above all else she was so fun to be around and her energy was addicting. Anne-Marie was just hilarious!

Anne-Marie was such a good friend to me. She was loyal and super thoughtful. She was always thinking of me and helping with anything. Because of her today I try to be a better friend. We were going to live together when we were old and gray...in a house full of turtles, not cats. We wanted to be the creepy old turtle ladies that the neighbor kids were afraid of. I am so lucky that I knew her and so well. Some of my best memories are with her and it pains me that they have stopped, I miss her a lot and not one day goes by that I don't think of her. That is the best way I can think of honoring her. I seriously LOVE this girl...

oh, some of her former alias' include Henry, Rosa, and Annie

I'm a loser BABY, so why don't you kill me...

As if the title to my post doesn't clarify my point further. I finally left the confines of my home today; for about 15 minutes while I ran to Wal-Mart to pick up some pictures of Jack. It was right back home for me, I wouldn't want to throw off my routine entirely. Seriously though I have been engrossed in Breaking Dawn. I am sure there are many of you who will relate, but now I am done and I have no life...I guess back to blogging. I know, I know I have been a humongous slacker about blogging and intend on doing better. What can I say about the the last book of the Twilight series...that I caved and became giddy like a school girl--again? that I am a loser because now I really want to be a vampire? that Alice is still my favorite character or that now I am depressed because the "saga" has ended and I have nothing more to look forward as far as the Cullens are concerned. (now I really feel like a loser getting this all down in writing.) I thoroughly enjoyed the book and still love Edward. (even though he wears collared cut off sleeved and unbuttoned shirts) Who am I kidding of course I am a Twilight fan--I am still the same cheesy, easily suckered chick who loves reading about true love. And when I start to feel self conscious about the series being for teens I think of my grandma standing in line for the newest 'Twilight' book and know that she too is fantasizing about Edward. Now I know this isn't the real cover for the book, but I like it better plus I am lazy and didn't want to hunt for the stupid chess pieced cover. One last thing...would anyone judge me if I told you that I have already read Twilight again?