So I haven’t blogged in a while because I had nothing to blog. Just the boring little stuff that everyone does for weddings. Well today I have a story to tell.
Today I had a bridal shower/brunch. It wasn’t a big deal just a few of us getting together to celebrate. I wasn’t really going to do anything to celebrate before the wedding but Mrs Niles insisted. So we were all meeting at the IHOP in town. Last night Mrs. Niles drove into town and stayed in a hotel (why I don’t know) when she called to tell me she had arrived I heard another woman in the car. At first I thought she had brought her daughter along which was a pleasant surprise. But when I asked she said no that she had brought one of her friends along. I was kind of miffed because who brings someone that the bride doesn’t know to a bridal shower? But I’m glad now that she did, because … WOW.
They arrive a little late and i see this short woman with bright red curly hair and this protruding nose ring. She had a small gorgeous tattoo curling out around her ear out of her hari line at her sideburns. Very cute actually. Writing it won’t do her justice so I’ll write what I can but trust me she was a HOOT. I think I’ll do a list to wet your appetite.
Her parents were missionaires.
She grew up on the Marshall Islands.
She introduced the hair style of sticking a pencil through your bun to hold it in place.
The thing in her nose was a dirty peice of metal that she found in a corner to keep the hole open.
While she was in jail she used a peice of a plastic comb to do the same job.
She was there under false charges.
She has two possible husbands.
She has a court date in b-ham soonish.
She has a real flesh and blood Uncle Sam.
That’s not his real name, but that’s what he goes by since his name was hard to pronounce.
She only had sixty dollars.
She wanted to go to New York to her parents.
She needed a winter coat.
She wants pakistani clothes from our pakistani waiter’s family in Pakistan.
She wanted candy from the owner of the IHOP.
She stopped and talked to almost everyone in the restauraunt.
She taught herself to draw a seven pointed star.
She likes to facebook.
She is probably not welcome at that IHOP ever again.
She thinks the owners wife should go back to her own country.
She likes to shove people.
She considers a lack of onions a miracle.
She thinks the IHOP teapots look like genie lamps.
Mom’s picture of Zoey spoke to her.
She’s been spit on.
She’s had rocks thrown at her.
She can see peoples past lives.
In Laura’s past life she was an actress.
Possibly Rita Hayworth’s sister.
In my past life I was possibly a french prostitute.
I speak with a french accent.
Bob Jones university was founded by my husband.
My kindness inspired him to found the school.
In her past life she was Jesus.
Don’t you wish you were there?