Showing posts with label Tonya. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tonya. Show all posts

Saturday, May 15, 2010

little miss shannyann.

please keep little shannon and her family in your thoughts and prayers


she was in a motorcycle accident.
and is a sweetheart.
and my tonya's sister.
and my dear friend, that I look up to.

here are the details from her loving family,

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Spanish?

Yesterday, Tonya met my grandmother.
What a great day.
My grandma speaks in mostly gibberish since her stroke

Then, on the way home, she asked, "Lauren, Why does your grandma speak Spanish?"

I laughed.

Which I do a lot with that darlin'

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Sometimes It's Hard

To go to work.

Knowing that I would so rather have her working with Ton than me.

Feeling guilty because it should be her. Not me.

Seeing her half completed time card with her signature.

Always coming across old notes and 'to-do' lists.

Thinking of the last time I saw her. That Friday before I left to California. At Tonya's seventeenth birthday party that she planned and put together. Right there in that house.

Reliving the time that I called Pheobe and told her of the news, starting with "There was a terrible accident. . . " and not able to complete the sentence without falling apart.

Seeing Tonya's pain from losing a best friend.

And those times that she comes up in conversation, because she's always on our minds.

And that's just at the Blackham's. . .

I miss my fourth sister.
And my two best friends (Holly and Tonya)'s best friend.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Hey Bozar!

Oh she makes me laugh.

Yesterday, she turned to my dog and said, "Hi Bozar"
(his name is Boaz)
A couple minutes later she asked,
"When can we take Bowzer on a walk?"
I giggled.

As we were walking inside, she said, "Hey Purr"
(my cat's name really is Pearl)
I asked, "Tonya, what's my cat's name?"
"It's Pearl."

Oh, what would I do without her?

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Things I Love. . .


I love my roommates
I love no bake cookies
I love it when one minute I'm crying, and the next I'm laughing
I love sushi
I love playing with my sisters
I love talking about Bob Lawblah, for a long time
I love cousins
I love singing songs with my grandma
I love when my dad mistakenly buys the gross coffee truffles, thinking they are mint ones
I love my daddy
I love randomly breaking out in dance and song
I love being weird
I love driving
I love Alpine and just being home
I love starting a conversation and somehow it always leads to Seinfeld
I love rock band
I love sleeping
I love to read
I love going to the library and getting so many books the librarian looks at you funny
I love when kids lie, and you can totally tell
I love cadbury eggs
I love it when someone feels comfortable enough with you that they open up and share their feelings, opinions, mistakes, and problems
I love it when I feel comfortable enough to do that with someone
I love blowing kisses at someone so much that you can't help but laugh
I love laughing
I love laughing so hard that I pee my pants (sometimes)
I love seeing my mom laugh so hard that she pees her pants (always)
I love smiling
I love feeling loved and appreciated
I love reminiscing
I love the temple
I love inside jokes
I love awkward moments
I love how Lexie, Amy, and I are the type that when an awkward situation comes up, we all just stand there, silent.
I love dance parties
I love music
I love N64 tetris
I love the smell of my shampoo right now
I love popcorn
I love it when I can teach someone about computer stuff and I feel smart
I love feeling smart
I love running
I love love
I love Tonya
I love rollerblading
I love technology
I love knowing that everything will be okay. . .
And it always is