The Cats out of the Bag!

This is a copy of a post from my friend Natalie's blog. I have nothing further to say (except that I promise not to wear mom jeans). For a good laugh, read below.

Posted on- Monday, September 22, 2008
Title of post- I'll take the one with the captain's chairs and the double sliding doors, please.

So we have a pretty tight knit group of girlfriends from college. And that means a) we can be very blatently honest in our opinions with each other (which we don't tend to hold back) and b) there are no secrets. And if you do have a secret, good luck keeping it. And it's a known fact that some of us are better at keeping secrets than others (I usually fall into the latter category).

While we've all had our turn in the hotseat, poor Laura received the brunt of it this last week. Now this was partially her fault, because she chose the wrong person to tell her dirty little secret to (love you Whit!). You wanna know her secret that she tried very, very hard to keep from us? I'll tell you... no even better, I'll show you:



Yep, SHE BOUGHT A MINIVAN! Then, for some reason, she told this tidbit of information to Whitney who promised to take it to her grave. Completely forgoing that whole grave thing, Whitney promptly hung up and called Alex, and Alex told the rest of us. This resulted in Laura receiving 4 text message simultaniously harassing her about her new ride. Which she responded with "WHO TOLD???"

In her defense, she does have an adorable little boy and a bun in the oven, but STILL! What happened to the days back in college when we swore up and down that no matter what we would NEVER revert to the utter-uncoolness albeit very functional world of minivan ownership?! I guess 1 1/2 kids later, function outweighs coolness. Although knowing Laura (nicknames include Martha Stewart, Barbie Bride, Best Dressed at our high school, etc.) she will no doubt find a way to roll her minivan in style (I doubt she will take the painted on flames approach, but it made for a good visual)

Laura lives in Kansas now, so all the fun-making had to be done via text message/email. My favorite part of the exchange was Whitney (and I quote) "Alex, you little (brat), we were supposed to make fun of her in silence!!!"

We love you Laura!!! And your minivan, too!! Just promise us you will stay away from the mom jeans, okay?!?