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So after my last blog, in the comments, someone suggested I do a blog about my parents, who I love, and it seemed like a good idea…so here we go.                                                                                                                               
 First, I’ll do my mom-okay, our relationship before AND after the accident, is COMPLETELY different, but in both cases, we’re extremely close-like best friends. She says it seems like I was a different person before the accident. In that case, I DID die in it.” Gee mommy, sorry for dying that one time…”also, she not only LOVES writing, she’s also great at it, which you would already know if you’ve read her book. Now when I say “LOVES”, I mean it. I can remember, being younger, and her asking me to watch the other kids so she could go write. Little did we know-that someday she would write a book!  Speaking of, if you’ve read her book (which I’m sure all the LUCKY ones have) you can probably tell how smart she is… must be where Mackenzie gets it from. Basically, I REALLY respect her. I mean, she has a book (by the way, in high school, she was voted “most likely to write a novel,” pretty crazy right? 6 kids, is almost 50 (shhh!!) and manages to be simply GORGEOUS. Along with all of THAT, she also has a JOB too.  One that I hate, mainly just because I hate her leaving. But of course she has a job! She IS a college graduate too. And that takes a lot of hard work. and I know some time ago, Donovan started calling my dad Superdad, but a  loooong time BEFORE THAT, I coined the term Super MOMMY. Now if I’m writing a blog about her, I suppose I HAVE to include her putrid love for country… (and she will probably comment and say so, so I will  just so EVERYONE knows, I ALSO went to fanfare, a country music festival in Nashville, Tennessee, two years in a row). She goes line dancing once a week. Again, I just don’t like it anytime she leaves. One time, at one of Chris’ shows, her and Donnie (my stepdad) started slow LINDANCING to More than words… it was NOT fitting.                                                                                                                                               
 Now onto my dad- Well, the FIRST thing that comes to mind is how NICE he is. Even my mom, who will RARELY gives him a compliment, will admit to him being nice--Especially to ME. He loves me SO much! (and I’m pretty sure that I’m his favorite, but, shhhh, don’t tell the others!) We’re really close too. Once a week, we go to Starbucks, talk, I get whatever I want and such... Story time: this one time, I asked him to say yes to a favor before I asked it and he did! What if it was “daddy, can I pleeeease have a million dollars?” I joke around about him not knowing how to tell me no, but come to think of it, I don’t think he ever really has. Now you might be really surprised because of how big and STRONG he is, but he’s actually really sensitive, especially with me. Do you know how I said he loves me a lot? Well it works the other way around too. I need to be careful not to hurt his feelings-which happens easily.  I can’t talk about my dad without saying he makes the BEST tacos although really he’s just a good cook in general). It’s kind of an event when he does make them. And when I go over to his house, a lot of the time, he has “surprises” for me and they’re ALWAYS good. He just knows me and what I like!

 Now some people might say…that between the two of them I’m SPOILED, but I  say it’s okay, cause I’m equally, if not more, generous. That makes up for it right? 


I wanna finish this up by saying i LOVE LOVE LOOOOOOOOOOVE them!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

 
 
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Ok, so with THIS blog, I thought I’d change it up a bit!

Since I always do my blogs about PEOPLE, I would do this one about my DOGS, (which includes my sister’s dog who lived here for almost a year) because they are very prevalent in my family.

Now somehow, my MUCH younger sisters (really, I still think of them as actual babies. Probably because when I nannied them before my accident…they were! Man, they got older when I was in my coma and the “coma-like” years that followed!) In fact, one of them REALLY isn’t anymore.  Oh shoot!  I said this wasn’t about people?! Hahaha.  Anyway, all THREE of my “baby” sisters somehow became EXTREMELY responsible and totally trained the two littlest dogs! Not only to eat and go to the bathroom outside, but even to do a couple simple tricks like ”sit” and “paw” they did a really good job! It didnt seem so simple at the time!  Cheyenne’s dog learned a lot more than my dog but, whatever, he’s mine J

First of all, I hate, hate, HATE when they BARK! I’m pretty sure everyone does….hmmm THIS should have been near the top in my dislikes.  What makes it worse is that when one does, THEY ALL DO!  What happens next is what I call the most horrible “BARKFEST”!

NOW Im gonna get into each individual dog. We have….3 (sorry mommy… I KNOW you never intended to have any more ever again).

Magic is MY Maltese.  Now there is a lot of debate in my house over WHO Magic actually belongs to.  I think he’s very clearly MINE because he was given to ME by a VERY nice lady, Kim Gerber (and a blog reader, tell ‘em Kim!) Something pretty interesting about Magic is that when we first got him, he wouldnt make a SOUND No barking, growling, crying, NOTHING.  He was very calm and laid back.  We say he is “Chill”. He was the perfect dog.  But NOW hes a regular barker (and JUST when I typed that he STARTED a barkfest-so Im mad at him) Magic isn’t very good at doing tricks or following directions at all so the ongoing argument is over whether he is not very smart or VERY stubborn.  I say, “Well what do dogs need to be smart FOR? To learn DOG tricks?  What’s the big deal?  Its not like they need to get a job or anything!”    

Dahlia (nicknamed Doll and Dolly or Lala if my mom is talking about her) (AND- for those of you that even CARE, because I liked the nicknames, I want to name my first daughter Dahlia).  Hey, am I allowed to do two sets of parenthesis in one sentence??  Oh well, I just did! Anyway, Dahlia is Cheye’s dog, and just like Magic, Dahlia is a Maltese. When Cheye first moved back home here we saw how very different she was from Magic. No, not the boy girl thing, but she was very spunky and playful and Magic was kind of abused by her rough playing at first.  I remember her dragging him around by his ear and he was just….letting her!                                              

Now Miley…oh Miley, you stupid beagle. Im pretty sure the root of the reason I hate her is because when my parents GOT her, I was nannying the girls and theyd go off to work and be like “ok, train this puppy!”  She did all the BAD things puppies do and I got blamed for it!  I didn’t want to train her, no way!  NOW my hatred continues because she’s really annoying and her bark is louder than the rest.  Their barking really is a problem. One of them will bark and even if the others don’t know why, they join in!  So one bark and know a barkfest is coming, and its like “oh no…!!” I dont care what ANY of ya’ll say, there once was a day (oh, that lovely day…) where no one gave a CRAP how I treated Miley.  But ever since my accident, everyone INSISTS that I be “NICE” to her! Well screw that!  Screw her! Ive hated her for a LOOONG time now so it stays!

Alright, subject change (hey, I can change my own subject…NOT that ya’ll said I couldnt) ANYWAY, Ive NEVER been a fan of the dogs scratching to get out and back in. It makes me think the dogs think they are in charge.  Magic and Dahlia don’t scratch go out, but, well that creates other problems, but anyway…So I started calling her “Princess Miley”. One time, when Delaney was actually laying sick on the kitchen floor, (being a tiny bit over dramatic herself in a playful way) the Princess, oh god SCRATCHED to go out.  Everything stops…important conversations, sick children laying on the floor, etc.) My stepdad walked by and said ” Delaney, will you let Miley out?”  WHAT?!!  How about “Miley, hold your horses, your ‘person’ is sick and YOU are just a DOG!”  ENOUGH about stupid Miley cause I could go ON and ON.  I feel as if Ive given the impression that I don’t like dogs when ALL it really is, is me not liking BARKING (Or any other loud or sudden noises for that matter). I HAVE even been known to tell strangers dogs to ”shutup”.  I say if everyone here wants me to “be nice” and to show me how SMART these dogs are then maybe they should teach them NOT TO BARK!  Is that even possible??

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Well the last few weeks have been very exciting around here.  Not only was it my birthday but we also found out that my brother Adam and his wife Michelle are having a GIRL in August.  As if that wasn’t enough for the week to be good it was also my brother Dylan’s wedding to Charlene! 

For my birthday I didn’t have a party (obviously or you would have heard about it all over facebook) but I DID have a birthday celebration with a bunch of my close friends, including my best friend, all my sisters, and my mom.  We are all got manicures and I also got a pedicure.  This was after spending my actual birthday going out to breakfast AND dinner and a couple of trips to Starbucks.  The timing of the manicure is perfect because it got all the girls ready to go to DYLAN AND CHARLENES WEDDING.  I couldn’t have been more excited about all those happy events!J  

The day of the wedding was great.  The main thing I remember thinking about the ceremony (well, other than the fact that I really had to pee) was Charlene’s GORGEOUS dress!!  I had originally wanted her to borrow the wedding dress that I was gonna wear when I married Chris.  I really wanted to get some use out of that expensive, BEAUTIFUL dress but  as soon as I saw her in the dress she chose, I knew she made the right choice for her.  The ceremony was perfect (and short thank goodness…remember I had to pee) and then it was time for the reception.  The party just so happened to be at one of my favorite restaurant/bars.  It is one that Chris and I frequent often.  That brings me to my next point the only thing that made my birthday and the wedding, and even Easter now, not very good was that Chris was not here for any of it.  Dylan and Chris were pretty close too and I should really be used to him missing stuff.  I know that bums Chris out too because when he comes back after ALMOST TWO MONTHS THIS TIME, the whole world here has changed.  

I’m Sooooooooooooo sad that he missed outLbut as for everyone who DID go, we all had a great time. I even got to see my dad’s best friend since childhood, and I used to see him a TON when I was little so that was a REAL treat and a surprise! It was PROBABLY my highlight of the reception. I mean, he’s a REAL cool guy. His name is Michael Tattas (sorry Mike, for mentioning your name) Have you ever not seen someone you would’ve liked to for LONG time?


 
 
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I have done blogs bout all of my siblings but two, who just so happen to be the youngest, my youngest, sisters: ”The Girls” we all call them, Delaney and Mackenzie. Now these are the two that I nannied when they were younger so I really have a strong attachment to them for that reason. But ALSO, they both understand me near perfectly, so like I do with anyone like that, I gravitate toward them. 

Now, a story:  Just the other night, I needed some Vaseline (I sleep with it on) and yelled,  “Girls!” and no one came. So I started thinking, what if something were REALLY wrong? So then, again only louder, I yelled “Delaney, Mackenzie, girls!!” That did it, they both appeared.

”Yes, Juli?”

”Oh, I just needed some Vaseline…” now, I just HATE to do this, because they really are like, best friends. BUT for the sake of blogging-I will.

Alright-first I’ll do Mackenzie: first of all, shes extremely skinny, but in a cute way we all kind of make a joke out of it. And this tory cracks me up ALL THE TIME (HA! I was just remembering and it just did.  In fact, everyone said “what’s wrong with you?”) One time me, my mom, and the girls (see!) Delaney and Mackenzie were making cake-pops and there was a plate of sprinkles. I kept licking my fingers and sticking them back on. They were, oh...EVERYWHERE! Then at one point, poor little Mackenzie got frustrated and yelled "I cant do this anymore with Juli AND the sprinkles!"

Along with being extremely skinny, she’s extremely smart. I believe…last year…she had straight A’s all year. She’s ALWAYS saying things that make me surprised at how old/young she is. Ok now, another story: one time, (swear to GOD now, its just a LITTLE bit unbelievable) when ALSO-now I think his is really creative and thoughtful. She got me a whistle to get people’s attention, and oh gosh, when I blow it, shes like “people, she’s blowing her whistle!” Thanks Kenz. She’s really like the queen of gifts. This one time, I said I liked her chapstick, so she got me some with her own money! And since she is only 11 that is rare.

When Mackenzie was a baby (and that would mean I was her nanny) I asked my mom if I could HAVE her.  I said “you can like pay for everything, and see her whenever you want, but everything else Ill do. But don’t answer me for 2 days so you have time to really think about it. ” She said” I’ll answer you right now: “NO!  Are you crazy?!”   

Now…Delaney. While Mackenzie may be a future wild child (almost fingers crossed) Delaney is quite the opposite and very quiet but that just makes her more interesting. Alright-I know I always talk about how nice this one is and that’s true (an example would be, if you were to ask her for a favor, she would NEVER say no) But shes ALSO an EXCELLENT singer and actress. Ill prove it—Im gonna put a video on here.  Now since I just KNOW you’re DESPERATE to know about ALL of my siblings and Ive already told you about the rest, I’ll get on with it. Well along with being quiet, DELANEY is very eccentric and does kinda weird things sometimes. Like this one time on Christmas Eve, my whole family was opening presents and she YELLED (really loud)” Juli, I love you!!” Ummm…I love you too really loud? 

In addition to being kind of quirky, she is REALLY pretty. Now, I happen to think my whole family is attractive, but she’s lucky, because she looks the most like my mom (in my opinion the most attractive) and ONE TIME (sorry Delaney, I know it was only once) she did my hair for this event and I got SO many compliments, I just HAD to ask her again! She may have a future in that! I know shes my future!       





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As MANY of you know (about 75,000 views on that one video THANK YOU), I recently went to Texas with my mom for a couple weeks to go to the Carrick Brain Center. BEING a creature of habit, I was grateful that we did PRETTY MUCH the same thing every day. It was: we would wake up (welp, she would wake me up-not sure how she got up)T HEN the two of us would clean up, and head to breakfast in the lobby. My mom would make our coffee then go get me a bowl of fruit first thing and I looked forward to it and thought it was so special.  Now this place wasn’t even kidding! They even had Texas shaped waffles! Really Good ones. I had one every day! And the end of breakfast just so happened to coincide with the start of my therapyL

We took the hotel shuttle over to Carrick and always had the same driver, Darrien, and he was really cool. He’s a musician/artist.  Check out his page. But really, every morning we would see him at breakfast and he would should “Chi-town!” Sure do miss him…but would I go back? NO thanks!

Let me tell you about some of the other people we met and what they did.  First is Ryan.  He did my testing when I first got there and for the next few days I kept thinking he was the doctor and the doctor was Ryan.  It was funny to them, confusing to me.  One time the doctor was right in front of my face and I said, “Now YOU are Ryan, right?” and I pointed at him. I can’t believe I was wrong. They thought it was funny and I was crazy because they didn’t look alike at all.  They kept saying, “but the doctor is so much taller.”  Duh, I am sitting in a chair so everyone looks “Taller”!

Then there is Kendra.  She was my therapist and did most of the torture on me.  Just kidding, she was really nice, the torture was the doctors fault!  She would put the stimulation device on my tongue, my face, my hand and I actually liked it on my hand.  When I said it hurt on this one spot on my face, she asked the doctor for a different device which was much better.  (The idea was to stimulate the activity in those places that are not behaving as well as they should).  Kendra would also put me in the Rebuilder.  That was like a spa bath for my feet with electrolytes and stimulation.  I am not sure what the purpose was and I thought it was POINTLESS! Every ONCE IN A WHILE she would make a deal with me to not do it or she would give me coffee while I was in the rebuilder.  And you all know how much I enjoy coffee! I also had to do some eye “exercises” which included following a dot or staring at a dot or following moving lines.  They said that it would help with my balance.  I don’t know how but I do know that everyone says my balance has improved so “Yeah DOTS!” The other thing Kendra did was put me in the dreaded… dun dun dunnnnn…OVARD!  I was so scared the first time but that was nothing compared to what it was near the end!  It was a pod that they strapped me into really tightly and I spun around while staring ahead at another DOT.  It gradually got faster and then in the last few days it also flipped me backwards!  WHY??!!! They said it was also for my balance so maybe. The first time I went upside down it made me sick to my stomach and I wanted to throw up.  For the rest of the night, I didn’t feel right.  They said that is normal.  But then usually after the OVARD I was done for the session.  Oh by the way, there were three sessions of all of that each day! They also said I would be tired and boy were they right!  We got back to the hotel, had dinner and I barely kept my eyes open long enough to read my Facebook messages when I wanted to go to bed!

Last is Dr. Jake Shores.  He would come in every day for a few minutes and check on me and then of course we would meet with him for a longer appointment every once in a while.  One time, I got really mad at him!  You see, he asked me if he could give me a ‘bear hug’ which seems innocent enough and I of course said, “Yes” and THEN HE CRACKED MY BACK and I HATE THAT!!!  Anyone who knows me, knows that!  I don’t think I ever forgave him for that!  I mentioned it everytime I saw him.  He said he was trying to make it easier for me to breathe blah blah blah although I admit it worked, DON’T DO IT AGAIN!!  He sent me home with homework, instructions, ideas and a whole lot of ways to make sure I never have to go back again!  Now, I just have to make sure I do it all.  My mom is worried because its not just me but my assistants have to help too so everyone has to be involved.

Something ELSE about the trip was all of the 1 on 1 time with my mom! There were none of those “other people” yelling “mom! mom!” It was great that she didn’t have to go to work, or clean the house SOOOO she was less busy and more relaxed. I bet all that made her just a little nicer to me during this trip, even though us two alone for 2 weeks did lead to some arguments...

Overall, I feel like I LOVED spending so much time with my mom alone, but I couldn’t be happier to be home. Watch the video and tell me what you think.

 

 


 
 
So I wanna do the “all about me” (grrrr!!) blog over for a couple reasons. One-the likes and dislikes need to be redone. AND, I wanted it to have a different title! An autobiography! That’s better! Alright, I’ll start with the likes and dislikes. They’d PRETTY MUCH be the same, but, I love fruit and American Idol and since I’m mentioning a TV show I might as well mention my FAVORITE SHOW OF ALL TIME-FRIENDS. Like, I own all ten seasons and have watched them a COUPLE times. And by couple, I mean, not a couple. Also…I LOVE glitter. I’m actually (and feel free to spread this around) called “the glitter queen” by my painting instructor, because glitter is a MUST in my paintings. EVERY SINGLE ONE has it. And as far as dislikes, Ellyn reminded me that Miley should be on that list! And she’s totally right. one of my friends(a VERY good friend) wanted to play a joke on me where my mom told me she ate these marshmallows I put in my cereal and I said I would wake up in the middle of the night and KILL her. I also CANT STAND typing (and it’s probably really annoying, because I announce it constantly) Whats annoying to ME is when my hours on end are put down by one of ya’ll not believing this is me! I’m like “HEY! ummm, I typed all that! You see, it takes me longer to type than it did before, so to do a blog, it takes…oh, forever. So don’t mess. Funny enough-a lot of the time when I talk to my family and close friends, they say “just send me a message!”(Because We ALL know I have problems with my voice) and I’m like “I don’t want to! Then I have to type!” And, obviously, I hate when Chris is away. But I hate it MORE when the departure is all of the sudden. Nothing worse than getting woken up in the middle of the night with “Babe, I have to go” and then he’s gone. It SURE is a good thing that dogs can’t read or mine would have some kind of competition. While Miley (yuck!) is in my dislike section, I have another dog, Magic, that I LOVE!

That’s about it. I have completed the re-doing... now tell me, what are some of your likes and dislikes? Maybe there are some I forgot to add that we have in common!

 
 
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Perhaps on Facebook, you’ve seen pictures like this. Well, that would be my new, pretty, caregiver Connie (or my mom says she’s more like a personal assistant) .Ok so she’s only in terms of me introducing her to you but she’s actually been with me for over a year!  Let me tell you a little about her: She’s really into music and that works out well with that guy Chris always aroundJ Like seriously she has a GREAT voice and even recorded her own songs.  The other day we were driving and listening to music and I said “don’t even TELL me that’s you”.  She just said, ”it is”

DANG!!

She and I also say “great minds think alike” a lot because we think we both have great minds and we ALSO bot think alike a LOT of the time, like an odd amount of time.  Speaking of time, one time she went on vacation all the way to LA with Chris! They drove there…I’m jealous:/

AND she’s SUPER nice. Whenever she says “No” about something, she’ll appear 5 minutes later and be like, ”well OK….I thought about it, and…” .  I just tell her she’s a pushover, so whatever. Another thing she did that I thought was really cool/considerate of her is that when we were talking on Facebook before we met, she asked me if there was anything specific I was picky about….ummm…nothing specific just EVERYTHING! Now that I’m sure I’ve gotten you to like her too-she’s moving to New York at the end of MayL


 
 
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So after the last blog, in my comments someone suggested I write a blog about myself, welp, all my blogs ARE about people and I’m a person, so it works out. Thank you Amanda for the idea!

Alright: I REALLY like to eat. Probably more than I should. I once told my sister she could just call me “food” and one of my caretakers said I should NEVER talk with my mouth full… just one problem… MY MOUTH IS ALWAYS FULL!

I’m also referred to as “requesty” (a term coined by my MOTHER, thank you very much). And that means that I request things too often, but I SAY I just have a lot going on.

I’m basically OBSESSED with my soul mate, Chris Medina. We met when I was 16 and he was 19. Pretty much dated right away and then got an apartment together a few years later. And THEN a few years after THAT, I headed into what I consider the best years of my life. Where we rented a house that different people moved in and out of. Ever since I’ve known Chris he’s been EXTREMELY accepting of other people (so am I, so that’s a good match) So that’s great cause there’s always tons of people in and out of my mom’s house and we spend a lot of time there now. And THEN a few years after that (not to give you a life story here) we got engaged and YOU all know he story from there…the audition for American idol (urged on by moi, thank you very much!) Now he’s ALWAYS been really into music, like in bands (we actually MET at a show of his) but when we lived together he even had his own recording studio and he spent ALL his free time there, I loved how passionate he was about it. Like when we moved to the house and he said he wanted a studio-- there was no question. I thought he NEEDED it and between shows and band practice, he was CONSTANTLY practicing his different instruments. Which, I’m not sure if you knew this, but that includes the piano. He sounds positively DREAMY when he sings with it... He does put everything he has into his music….now if only I could get that perfect guy to marry me…

Let’s see…what else…oh! I know! I joke around about being the facebook queen and say that I’m on the computer 24/7, but if you know me, you’ll know that’s TOTALLY true. I mean it, right after breakfast that is the FIRST thing I do until I’m fighting to stay awake at the computer at night. Each of the people that take care of me, and both of my parents, and Chris, give me PLENTY of time on the computer.

To finish things up, here’s a list of my likes and dislikes:

Likes: COFFEE, throwing parties and the building up to them, and anything related. Frozen coffee beverages, cats, especially kittens! So going to my dad’s house is great (its full of them)

Now… dislikes: The color purple (it’s annoying, EXCEPT in Adam and Michelle’s wedding! Turkey, the words corny and cheesy, card games, and sports games

Okay! I really hope I didn’t bore you with myself! I guess I’m not as interesting as some may have thought but do you have any questions about me? Let’s just see if you can come up with something I haven’t heard or thought of!


 
 
Here is even more proof that EVERYONE in my life is great. (And, even more proof that all of my blogs are about people). This one isn’t about Chris-- Chris, Chris, Chris. It’s not even about one of my siblings, but, it IS about the relationships they are in, and those are people I see a lot... So I better be careful because they all read my blog and have Facebooks! Alright, I’m ready to be nice (even though with these people, being nice is so darn easy).

 Here I go:

Dylan & Charlene (His girlfriend and now she’s his fiancé):

Now you just couldn’t meet a nicer girl and she SURE does love my brother. It’s kind of gross how much they love each other.Oh yeah-- did I mention she lived here for almost 6 months! I know her pretty well. I think I have it bad with not seeing Chris for months at a time, but these two had to deal with finding out they won’t see each other for a WHOLE YEAR! These two love birds basically never see each other because she lives in oh…. SOUTH AFRICA! Charlene is also really pretty (she’s a former model) and has a GREAT accent  because of the South African thing. Geez, sounds like she should be MY girlfriend!

Adam & Michelle (His girlfriend since high school, who is now his wife):

 Michelle is just the best. I mean, we’ve REALLY gotten to know her over the years.  She’s part of the family and now she works with my mom, so THEY’RE really close. And, OH YEAH-- a LONG time ago, she and Adam lived in the same apartment complex as Chris and I! Which was great cause us two could do girl things while they did…boy things (ahem, video games.) It was definitely nice to have another girl around sometimes!

Last but CERTAINLY not least, Cheyenne & Steve (a kind of new boyfriend):

I’m about to talk a LOT about this guy’s cooking, because it’s um…EXCELLENT! And, he does it a lot. So now I associate him with it. Let me tell you a story: This one time, I had my dinner sitting in front of me, and Cheye said, “Do you wanna try some of Steve’s mashed potatoes? I had one bite of these, EXPERT, mashed potatoes and pushed my own dinner aside and said “Cheye, all I can think about are those mashed potatoes”…while I have your attention (because what are you going to do, get up and walk away?) I wanna tell you another story: this one time, I really wanted some Dunkin Donuts iced coffee and I asked Cheye, and she said “NO.” THEN, a couple hours later, I still wanted it... so I said “Cheye, that’s it, I’m going straight to Steve, and I’m gonna MAKE him say yes. Then I said “Steve…Cheye said no and I really want some Dunkin Donuts coffee…” and he said “for you Juli, ANYTHING!”  Then, he not only got me coffee, he PAID for it! That was REALLY nice! And, speaking of coffee (now shhhh, don’t tell Cheye) every so often, he’s snuck me the exact drink that I like! In fact, he is just really nice.

This might not seem like a big deal, but, all of these people can understand my speech, and it’s nice to have people to communicate with! It looks like all my brothers and sisters are just as good at picking mates as I am!! We are one (definitely) big happy family. J

 
 
I always write my blogs about people! Mainly my siblings… probably because I’m lucky enough to have THEM (and not some stranger) take care of me. Adam, Dylan, and now Cheyenne (or Cheye to those who know her) Let me tell you a little about her: she is a spitfire FOR SURE. As long as I’ve known her (which is, ummm, hello, her whole life) She’s had a HUGE attitude and she’s REALLY cool. Like it’s an automatic no if you say pretty please. At least I think that makes her cool among other things. Does that make sense? Like when she lived in LA for  couple years, not only was it much quieter (I always say she  doesn’t know how to talk… only yell) and I’m not sure if it’s because we’re really close in age or what but we have SO much in common. She’s really one of my best friends J AND now I know SHE wouldn’t find this noteworthy, but I sure do! Everything she cooks is GREAT! ANYWAY, since we like the same things, she DEFINITELY knows what I like and is ALWAYS giving me little surprises and treats. So that helps our relationship. At least it makes me like her more or, sorry, “love” her more. And I KNOW I’ve talked about how pretty I think she is, but she’s also EXTREMELY smart! Now tell me-are you close enough to any of your siblings that you could trust them to take care of you if (god forbid) something were to happen to you?