While driving back to my mother’s house, we drove past your grandparent’s house and nostalgia took over. I remember being outside your house waiting for you to come out and there wasn’t a single time where you didn’t look fabulous. We would always greet each other with weird accents and make up characters like Billy Bob and the Shpankey Shpoon. I remember I was grounded and I was only allowed over at your house. It was late at night and your grandparents were asleep so we busted out some cheap alcohol and mixed it with some V8 splash juice. You were afraid of them waking up so we mixed the drinks on the floor behind the island just in case (picture above) They were the most disgusting mixed drinks ever but we drank them anyways. I remember being rebels in elementary school and rather than going to lunch, we would slide down the stair railings.
I miss you so much.
