Kimberly

This post was started some time ago and was going to tell of our snake fighting adventure. Only Kimberly could I invite over for movies and we end up out in the yard fighting a snake. That is kind of a trend with Kimberly. Needless to say this story quickly got way off topic. I have decided to add some picture and let is go as is. I will leave the ax wielding, two person pistol shooting snake stories to Kimberly.

First of all I have to say that I will be eternally indebted (hence I have massacred a snake of her behalf more than once) to Kimberly for inviting me to the Hines’ Families Annual Thanksgiving Cane Grinding. That’s right every year after cooking and eating all day, they put up syrup.

Back to the point….. Kimberly and Steven had just gotten married and some how it was decided that after lunch my family should come and take part in all the festivities there Thanksgiving had to offer. It was only after I arrived that that the plan began to unfold. I hadn’t been invited only for syrup and biscuits but everyone thought that I should meet Steven’s two (that’s right not one but two) single cousins. I am sure most of you have already figured out the ending to this story but incase you haven’t I will give you the quick run down. Two days after Thanksgiving ’02 we went on our first date, Thanksgiving ’03 we were engaged, Thanksgiving ’04 we were married, Thanksgiving ’05 I was pregnant, Thanksgiving ’06 we had a baby. There have been no major life changing events these last two years but we have had plenty to be Thankful for.

I also have to take advantage of this moment and thank not only Kimberly for being in my wedding but Katie and Steven as well. Knowing what I know now…….. I am sure I owe her a few meals for that. Oh, almost forgot Charlee I think she was a step ahead of Kimberly the whole way down the isle. Kimberly must really love me ….. because I don’t know that I would agree to be in anybody’s wedding seven months pregnant. Well, Kimberly didn’t actually divulge the fact that she was pregnant when she agreed. I found out from the lady at the dress store. That’s right, the sales lady informed me that my bridesmaid was pregnant. The day after dress shopping my cousin found out she was pregnant. So being the good bride I was on Monday I called the shop to find out if we could change the size. The lady goes “She already told me she was pregnant and we order her dress a few sizes bigger”. You can only imagine my confusion at this point. I nicely replied “Ma’am, we came in on SATURDAY she just found out on SUNDAY she was pregnant today is MONDAY how could she have told you on SATURDAY?” I think I then went a little “bridezilla” and accused her of trying to sabotage my wedding. After my little rant and detailed description of each bridesmaid the lady not so nicely replies “I’m not talking about the blonde headed girl, I am talking about the one with red hair that came in before all of you and told me she was pregnant and wanted her dress a little bigger than what she measured.” The events of the day begin to unfold in my mind and I remember my Mama greeting us all in the parking lot and Kimberly already being in the store. I thanked the lady for her time and told her I would call her back shortly. As soon as I hung the phone up I called my Mama and told her of the previous phone conversation and still being in denial told her “Can you believe the women thinks Kimberly is pregnant?” My Mama being the good friend she is to Kimberly tried to play it off and keep her secret but quickly realized she was fighting a losing battle. In fact Kimberly was pregnant and they weren’t telling. I was told to keep my mouth shut and for once I did.

Over time Kimberly has became more than a friend, and don’t dare call her extended family because in all the ways that count she is family.