It's a Miracle

A couple of weeks ago I went out to dinner with three of my best college girlfriends, two of which I lived with for three years. I love nothing more than reminiscing about the good ol days and usually when I'm remiscing with these girls I am brought to tears from laughing so hard.
This dinner was no different. 

After looking back at those three glorious years of living together I have determined that it is an absolute miracle that I am married and even more so that I am still friends with these people. 

sophomore year roomies

You guys, I was not a good roommate. 

Not because I was too messy, because let's face it, none of us girls were overly tidy. It wasn't because I was rude or caused drama or was inconsiderate but it was because I did the weirdest shit. Pardon my french, but there's no other way to describe it. I did some really weird shit. 

For example:

I would watch these videos on repeat and pee myself from laughing. Turns out I still pee myself from laughing while watching these. 

Have any of you seen these?! Homestar Runner? C'mon! Tell me I'm not alone!

How about these?


...I'll wait while I watch my number of followers drastically decline...

I would also stay up until the wee hours of the morning watching The Cosby Show on Nick at Night and cracking up...those who have met me in real life know that my laugh is not quiet.

My favorite episode is when the boys are dreaming about giving birth...Cliff gives birth to a giant sandwich! So funny, please tell me you know what I'm talking about.

I would also eat loads of pistachios and without really trying would get the shells everywhere.

Sophomore year we had bunk beds and I would always fall asleep in bed while doing homework and all my super huge, hard and heavy textbooks would fall through the cracks and land on my bottom bunk roomie.

For my 21st birthday my Aunt bought me one of those mini-polaroid cameras and I would take really close up photos of my nose, or eye or mouth, etc and leave them around the room for my roommate Kelly to discover.
Poor Kelly.

Kell-you better be reading this cuz this photo is JUST for you. 

While I have moved on from a lot of the weird stuff I did in college, I still have my quirks {just ask my husband and my Beeb}...I am afraid of mirrors at night, I hate wearing socks, when I think I've said something witty I stick out my chin like I have an under bite, I throw fits when I'm bunchy {when my clothes bunch up or twist},

I'm strange, but I landed a dude and he's now legally obligated to stay with me until I die....so I've got that goin' for me.