Jenna !!!!!

Jenna came home!! I know, there is a delay in writing this because it happened on Monday, but other things have obligated my time.
Anyway, so Jenna came home and I got to hang out with her on Monday. We went to the county fair and yes, I am a good old country girl. Jenna, myself and a girlfriend that I haven't seen since 8th grade, Whitney, met up with Jenna's mom, Mama Kelly, her husband, Scott, Jenna's brother, Dustin and his girlfriend, Carrie. It was
great to be at the fair with them again, especially since the last time I was there I was ten years old. Coincidentally, the last time I was there, I was with them, too! So anyway, it was a lot of fun walking around the fair, though it made me realize exactly how Southern Gwinnett County can be. It was also funny to think that Jenna, Whitney and I were the oldest people walking around that didn't have to have our parents pick us up by 10pm. That and its unbelievable how snotty these little kids can be! Jenna, Whitney and I were walking down to go get some food, these kids (who probably didn't even have pubic hairs) yell at me and say, "hey bab-ay!". I turned around and yelled, "Honey, please, I don't rock the cradle!" I thought that would of been enough to get the little bastard to go away, however, I was wrong. He found it amusing to come back up behind me and smack my ass. Oh, wrong move, hun! We found his mother and he told her the story. She was ticked, it was hilarious.
So, here's my new question! Has anyone ever eaten Chicken-on-a-Stick?! I'm serious, its like one huge chicken finger on a skewer. It was so yummy, it was almost cruel. At first, I was rather curious, (mainly because I was hungry) but chicken on a stick, at a county fair? Now that is considered risky, in my opinion. Though I can say, it made a rather tasty meal with a big glass of lemonade! It was awesome.

So, since Whitney has a motion sickness problem, she can't ride the rides that spin you around in circles or upside down. So I rode all of those rides with Jenna and Jenna rode all the other rides with Whitney. Well, while Whitney and Jenna were off, out and about, I met up with Mama and Dustin. We started reminiscing about the old days. Like how, during an innocent game of hide-n-go-seek on a rainy, summer day, Jenna and I hid in the dryer. Dustin, knowing that we are both in the dryer, turns it on and we start screaming and kick the door open. He found it amusing then and couldn't contain himself from laughter when I brought it up Monday night. Or about the time Mama Kelly had made us pizza burgers (oh, how yummy they were) and went out for the night with my mom and dad and her husband, leaving Jenna, myself and Dustin home alone. We had two pizza burgers on our plate and we all finished about the same time. Dustin and Jenna both look on top of the stove and there is one pizza burger left. Jenna gets up and Dustin tackles her with no mercy. They start wrestling the whole way up into the stove, arms reaching for an impossible attempts at the last savory morsel of food left. It was then that I stood up, walked over to the stove, grabbed the pizza burger, walked back to the dinning room table, sat down and watch the rest of the rather amusing situation. It wasn't until they both reached the stove, stood up and found that the oven pan was empty that they turned around and saw me, eating the pizza burger that they had both worked so hard for!! They both look at each other, look at me and then back at the other and take off, full force towards me! I quickly shove the burger in my mouth, jump over the table and run quickly down the hall way into Jenna's room. I slam the door and prop myself up behind the door with my back braced on the wall. My legs were locked and there was no way they were getting into that room. However, in the middle of all the running, I managed to start chocking on the pizza burger and had to let them in the room to help me.
Oh that was great.
I still think the best thing ever was Jenna getting glued to the toilet seat. True story, not kidding. Also, just for the record, crazy glue comes off with nail polish remover. Lots and lots of nail polish remover!

Oh how I miss all the crazy things I did in my child hood!!