I'm kidnapping this blog!

Hi!
In case you don't know me, I'm Jenny (aka JenGi) and I'm kidnapping Stacey's blog. She doesn't even know I'm doing this! (I feel like such a convict...it's kinda cool!)

See, she's off sweating Miracle Wording it in Memphis and I miss her something horrible.

The day she left, she called me just outside of Springfield to say that she was driving by and wanted to see me waving as she drove by.

I missed the call.

Those of you that know me, know I would've grabbed my fam with poster boards in hand that say "We love Stacey, Yes we do, We love Stacey, How about you!!!!!", and headed off to the highway to yell our heads off like a bunch of idiots.

And you can bet your sweet bibby I'm going to try it on their way back!

But until she gets back and shows us all her head shots I was thinking we could give her some extra love to come home to. She's been a pretty good leaning post to a bunch of us and I'm hoping you guys are in the mood to dish some back to her.

So.....?

How much have you missed Stacey? (She's SO going to kill me for this, so please make it worth my while...please?)

A Very Special Day

Today would have been Jamee's 42nd birthday. Because this blog is a tribute to my very much missed and very much loved sister, Jamee, this post is for her.

It really is a pipe...it's okay, it was the 60s. The harlequin pants are the real tragedy here.
Yes yes, I could touch my toes. Jamee was the real gymnast in the family, she just didn't know it yet. A lot of you may not realize we have a younger sister (Antoinette). Jamee and I both carried her around like a doll when she was little.
As I pulled up these photos to scan, I realize this: It isn't my fault. Apparently the gift of being a retard in front of the camera is just part of my genetic makeup. I feel better about it tonight, I hadn't realized it until now.
One of my favorites, Dad and Jamee together.