Darden Hays North confirmed you as a friend on Facebook...
We are BFF now. I saw that Lauren & Alysha are friends with him too, that is great!
Last night on my facebook I was checking out pictures of Dr. North's beautiful family and I showed them to Chip. He was so confused why I had photos of my gyno's family. I said "Oh we are friends on facebook." He thought this was soo funny....but I know him. He'll be looking him up today wanting him to be his BFF to - just you wait and see. Chip loves Dr. North just as much as I do.
I wonder if he will ever comment on my status? Uh oh, what if I have a status that says something like Rachel Childers Hawkins is eating a whole cheesecake in one sitting. Do you think he'll write that in my chart? I didn't think about how this could be a double edged sword. Ahh, it's ok...that's what BFF's do. We call each other out when we do something wrong. If your BFF can't tell you then who can?
Speaking of BFF's - I have many, Chip being one of them. I wonder at least 2 or 3 times a week if couples, married or not, laugh as much as we do. There is not a day that goes by where some inside joke or some random thought crosses our path and we don't crack up. I also often wonder when this happens in public if people think we are weird-o's? Not that it matters, but I'm curious to know outsiders perception of our antics.
Example: Last night we went to Sonic and I was asking him how much money it would take for him to eat certain items on the menu that included onions, lettuce or ketchup. As we waited for our order I'd point to a picture of onion rings and he'd say no less than $250. I'd point to the picture of the chicken wrap that has lettuce all in it and he'd say $8,498 (which is the price of a new 4-wheeler he's wanting), then I'd point to the breakfast burrito that has funky stuff in it and he'd say $1,000. It will take no less than $10,000 for him to take a ketchup packet put a dab on his finger and put it to his tongue. There were no promises made that he'd swallow it.
So as I was pointing at pictures on the menu and laughing so hard my abs hurt there were people looking at us from other cars. What were these people thinking about us? Maybe, who are these immature freaks? Maybe, those people are super fun? Maybe, those people are really really weird and are making me uncomfortable? Any of those answers are probably the truth. It's ok though, at least I have my own weird-o in this world that gets who I am....and we have procreated meaning there will be more of us. (insert evil laugh here - Mooo whooo haaa haa!)