If you have read my blog at all, then it is no secret that I love my girlfriends. I have been blessed with the most fantastic group of women, and am so incredibly thankful for all of these beauties in my life.
We had the email chain going again today, and I believe we were all crying laughing at our prospective desks. I started thinking GOSH all of these stories are so fantastic, someone needs to write them down. Ding ding. LouLou will. So I decided that to preserve our fabulous memories, and to share my awesome friends with YOU lovely bloggers, I would start doing a weekly Thursday post highlighting one of my lovely ADpi sisters. Why Thursday? Duh because that was $8 all you can drink night at Avio, hence where most of these stories originate! The classics as I would like to call them really are too awesome not to share with the world wide web. And ladies- you can thank me in 15 years when your daughters want to know what their momma was really like in college ;) that’s right I’m talking to you Lil.
So to kick off this weeks “Never have I ever met…” I would like you to meet Leah.
Nicknames: Lee-Lee… PearBear… but mostly just Leah.
Leah back in the day enjoyed lots of patterned swirl shirts. Mostly of the teal and tan persuasion. She also enjoyed large silver earrings, and liquid eyeliner. You could most likely find Leah at any fraternity tailgate. As her hair got shorter, it also got blonder.
Leah now is my fabulous roommate/landlord, and is still as much fun as she has always been.
Favorite Leah original “Never have I ever’s”:
1. Never have I ever been intoxicated and peed my bed. Oh wait, did I mention I had a UTI at the time and it stained my mattress orange? Said stain is still visible to this day.
2.
Never have I ever woken up completely confused and mortified next to one of my best guy friends, who had stripped his drawers and crawled into my bed in search of a “safe place” to sleep. Upon further investigation, it was found out that said guy friend had previously been party to a little accident on the couch, hence his movement to my bed. Stanley Steamer came stat.
3. Never have I ever proclaimed myself the Grinch, and terrorized the ADpi house with my trusty accomplice Jennifer, bringing Christmas cheer to all. Room 11 would not have been complete without the decorated ficus, and Christmas light edition. See exhibit A.
And shant we forget…
“The one where Jimmy gets a hat…”
Narrated by Leah herself“Lindsey, Sara and I went to the local Wal-Mart to buy a pool – what size pool you insist? One that fits 3 people in it sitting down. We proceed to all three sit in the child size pool in the middle of Wal-Mart, creepers staring, and buy the pool. We get outside to Jimmy the Jetta {small gem of a car} and can’t figure out how to get it home as it’s plastic. I drive, Lindsey and Sara hang out of the car holding on to Jimmy’s hat for dear life as the wind is whisping the hat away. Tears ensued, arm muscles pulled, people stared. It takes us an hour to get home backroad style and we call Katie and tell her we had a surprise for her...Jimmy had a hat nonetheless. =) That pool and the Waller boys pool, proceeded to go down in history in our FRONT yard on Nicholasville road.”
Leah, I love you, thank you for your awesome stories and for all of the “I’m crying I’m laughing” moments. You are such a fantastic friend and I am so blessed to have you in my life.
See now don’t you want to be Leah’s friend too? {smiles}
Until next week’s edition!
I am pretty sure y’all are sick of me telling you how much I love my boss, but seriously how cute. I am out tomorrow (Girls trip to visit the Mississippi girl herself!) and I came into work this morning to find a pre-birthday surprise from my amazing boss! How stinking cute! I always cry on my birthdays because everyone is so sweet, and darn it it’s my party and I will cry if I want to, but I just wasn’t prepared this morning! Thanks Karla for being AWESOME always. And if you are reading, I will make this time up during lunch today (haha). Xo you are the best, and thank you for making me feel so special always!
5. Because of said veil in said bar, the bartender confused us for a bachelorette party and delivered us 6 shots. I assured him that if it was a bachelorette party that he would know it, and the simple fact that 
6. My sweet beautiful Brooke friend (see below) is in med school, and we have decided that we shall throw “botox and booze” parties in five years. Yep. GENIUS.
That’s all I got for ya my LouLou loves! I want to hear what you girls have been up to!! Link up at the bottom if you want to play along! I love reading your confessions!
