So I have this friend. Her name is Katie. I thought about telling the story of our friendship in my own words, but I figured it would be more fun for you to hear it in her own words, as written across 20+ pages of my Eagle High School yearbook in 2003:
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Huh huh huh, where to start...
Well it all began when my parents realized they were out of flour or something like that! They
were making pizzas for the president and his granny but of all the rotten luck they ran out! Don't scream - it'll be okay in the end of this tale. Anyways, they realized they could not continue the dough.
"What can we do?" my mother cried.
"We will have to ask the neighbors!" my dad said.
They went outside and went to the first house. A little old lady answered the door and, in an unfriendly tone, asked what they wanted.
"All we want is a cup of flour for pizza!"
She spat ion my dad's shoes and slammed the door in his face. He wasn't too disappointed because he got that a lot on his mission in Finland. Anyway, back to the story.
A little discouraged, they went to the next house apartment thing. A midget opened the door
and started laughing hysterically at my parents.
"What exactly do you find so funny?" they asked.
He kicked my mom in the shin and closed the door. A little depressed, they went to the next house.
A nice old man opened the door and kindly asked what he could do for them.
"We were just making pizza when we ran out of flour!" they explained.
He asked who it was for, and when they replied "The president and his granny," he got very angry!
"I hate Reagan! He & his granny can sit on a pin!"
The door was promptly slammed and my parents dejectedly left to continue their search for flour.
PAUSE. Of course you are wondering why my parents simply did not go to the store. Well, you see, it was Sunday. Okay, back to the story.
They decided to try one more house. They rang the doorbell and two nice looking people answered the door.
"Could we have some flour?"
"Why do you want flour?"
"Well we are making pizza for..."
"Pizza?! We love pizza!!!"
"Of course we'll give you some!"
My parents promptly forgot about the president and his granny and made the pizza with...drum roll please!...
THE SCHROATHS!!!!!!
That was where it all began. They decided to trade pizza for the use of a phone because my parents were too cheap to get their own phone. He he he.
Not too long after a cute kid named Rapunzel, I mean...Katie was born! That's me!
About a year later, an ogre... whoops, I spelled 'Jessica' wrong! :) was born. Katie had since moved to Texas. Yeehaw! Jessica was born in Colorado where it is always windy.
Fast forward maybe 11 years and the Hamsons visited the schroaths. They made an
astronomical discovery!
We were...I mean ARE...
RELATED!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
What are the chances! That would explain our weird tendencies and our ability to know what the other person is going to say/quote a movie line. [Bug's Life! "Co-ed" volleyball with no guys?! How rude."]
Well anyway, I'll finish the story and you can finish your teapot which should really be called a hot chocolate pot.
We moved here (Boise). I cried, but now I love it! The end!
[This part is more for me since no one else will get it...]
Okay, time for some inside jokes and memories because that story is totally over! Ok - Umm...Star Wars!!! Light Sabers!! Lord of the Rings - Sam & Gimli? "Do you want me to describe it to you or shall I get you a box?" :) Single's Ward, R.M. - "Kirby, what kind of a name is that??!!" He he. Knock Knock - Jessica's response to what are some jokes! ??? "Oh cover down cover down cover down." Our little dance where we wave our arms and look like idiots! Oh wait, every dance is like that for us (the tennis) one! Caito! and Wolverine. "Du Ananas!" (You Pineapple in German). Franzie and his milk shakes. One way streets! Dane "I'm a hound dog
Awooowoohoo!" Our lucky chant. He he he! Me giving you a bruise but getting better at serving! My head meeting the pole at Meridian. OUCH!!! Getting a black eye!!! Thank you Brett!!! Track change. Goinge to dances and making complete fools of ourselves! Swing dancing. The EFY dance. Turning off the music. Sitting on the stage and being freaked out by President Bush!
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Good times, my friend. Good times.
As you may have gathered, Katie and I are crazy together. We are a lot alike. We can make each other laugh to no end. And that story is mostly true. Our parents met when they were neighbors at BYU. They came to visit us in Boise once and decided to move there. When Katie and her family moved in down the street from us, it was exactly what I needed. I needed a best friend, and Katie filled those shoes marvelously. When the school boundaries were changed, and I was supposed to move to Centennial (seemingly by myself, as most of my friends would either stay at Eagle or move to Meridian) Katie decided to switch schools her senior year so we could still go to school together. We had such a blast together in high school and then I followed Katie to BYU. Although we didn't see each other as much, it never really mattered. Our friendship just picks back up whenever we're together. I love this girl. And I am so glad she found her Prince Charming in Louis. He is an incredible guy and I can't imagine Katie with anyone less worthy.
Last Saturday, January 9th, was their wedding day. On the 7th, I threw Katie a bridal shower. Here are a few pictures.

I forgot to take a close up picture of the Jones bottles before I gave them all away. This picture is blurry since I just cropped it, but I made custom Jones bottle labels.





The Hamson girls - Katie, Kimber and Robin
Just for fun, here is a picture of Katie and I on my wedding day in August 2007.

And here we are at her wedding on January 9, 2010

Finishing touches before walking down the aisle... A new experience for both of us, as I was the Maid of Honor and also got to walk down the aisle...

Decorations outside the reception...

Their cake made by my cousin's company, One Sweet Slice. The cake topper (which is just to the left of the cake - this was before the reception so it wasn't on the cake yet) was possibly the best part.

The whole place was beautifully decorated. Amazing.

Unfortunately I did not get any photos from the actual wedding, as it was in the church. Can't wait to see the photos taken afterwards, outside the chapel. And I didn't take any at the dinner at Pizzeria 712. But it was delicious. And fun. And heartwarming. :)
And of course the reception was just a huge party, complete with dancing and crazy antics from the groomsmen.
Jonathan and I are so very happy for Katie and Louis. It was just wonderful to be a part of their special day. We can't wait to see what the future holds for them! I can predict one thing...Katie and I will finally beat Jonathan and Louis at Sorry!, once and for all...