My High School Yearbooks (Todays Version)

Scrapbooking has made me some great friends. I often wonder "If I hadn't opened the store, would God have still arranged for me to find these fabulous women?". I like to think so. He must know how much I need them.
Anyway, while scrapbooking we began talking about High School. About how much effort we all put into our frienships back then. And about how that just wouldn't work today... Today we need our friendships to be "effortless". We need them to be easy. And free of Drama.
I am lucky to have found at least half a dozen women with whom I have a completely non-high school friendship. Yeah, I'm blessed. Jealous?

My High School Yearbook

(For The Year 2010)

Most Likely to Succeed: Brian. Or at least I hope he is. I want so badly for him to succeed. (I would also vote for him for 'Best Looking' just so you know...)

Most Athletic: Kim. She watches hockey.

Most Popular: Me. I have over 260 friends on Facebook. (Yeah, so what if I don't talk to 99% of them... what's your point?)

Biggest Flirt: Me. But only with Brian.

Best Dressed: Me. My maternity clothes are H.O.T.N.E.S.S.

Most Talkative: Me. And Kim. And Jesse. (We have been told that listening to us is like watching Gilmore Girls. Painful to most men :)

Best Hair: Kacey. As if you didn't see that one coming. Then Tara, who wins the honor because she is the only one who ever does hers on a scrapbook retreat.

Nicest Eyes: Me. If by nicest you mean "most prone to infection & most often swollen".

Most Creative: Kim. She is so creative that someone even ripped off her CSI layout & submitted it to Canadian Scrapbooker. I know, right???

Most School Spirit: Me. I will gladly accept the position as the knocked-up cheerleader.

Most likely to Marry for Money: Kim. She snagged herself a farmer and brags about it daily.

Most likely to take over the world: Tasha. The most organized and "got-it-together" person I can think of. I aspire to be like that someday. In the meantime, I'll just read her blog (which is always updated on time...)

Most likely to live in their parents basement: Not me. I hate basements.

Class Clown? Jules.

Most likely to get arrested: Tara. Because I got her into a fight. Sorry Tara.