G is for Goplin...and Gettysburg

"Fourscore and seven years ago, our father brought forth on this continent"...my dear friend Kristy Crosson. Well actually her new name is Goplin, which will take some getting used to... At any rate, about 12 years ago I was sitting in my 7th grade choir class when suddenly I was paired with a tall, skinny, new girl to sing a duet with for our upcoming winter concert.

"I like your scrunchie."

She says to me

"Thanks."

I reply.

And that ladies and gentleman, is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. ...that scrunchie was pretty sweet too. It was velvet. And tye-dye. To match my gymnastics leotards. Anyway, Kristy left me for Texas at the end of our 7th grade year and we've been able to keep in touch ever since. Kristy is my oldest friend, my "long friend" as she lovingly refers to it (if you're reading right now I hope you just giggled =) ). When we were young I used to ask her to sing to me over the phone before we would hang up...cause she sings...really good. And she would always serenade my ears with a smashing version of "Amazing Grace."   She was a bridesmaid for me in my wedding

and last weekend I was fortunate enough to be able to serve as one of her bridesmaids for her wedding as well.

Kristy is amazing and Slade is pretty awesome too, and I wish them a super duper happy married life!