Yesterday, I had the opportunity to meet two of my favorite internet sistas!

I just want you all to know that Jenn and Zeeks are two of the most lovely ladies I have ever met. They are both so sweet and thoughtful. Jenn even rented a minivan for Zeeks' arrival so they would all fit into one vehicle! HA!
I was pretty nervous and had several hours of blankness going through my head. I just never knew what to say! It was such a surreal experience. I mean, I've been talking to both of them on the computer for three years, but I wanted to be all cool, and it turned out I couldn't be trusted to bring out the cool. Dammit! I think they both knew I was nervous, maybe because I told them that 28 times or so. They were both wonderful at putting me at ease, though.

So, I drove up to Wichita to have lunch with the girls, (which Zeeks paid for, and THANKS AGAIN) and I was sweating bullets. Cuz that's some scary shit. First of all, I have limited experience driving on major highways. Second of all, what experience I do have has always involved at least one passenger. Since I was alone, I had to read the map and get there all by myself. So you know, Yahoo Maps and KS-96 can kiss my white, regular ass, because the map never said to take all these exits, but somehow I kept taking the exits and ended up on the right road every time. By COMPLETE ACCIDENT. Another thing to remember, don't wear shoes with three inch heels when driving a stick shift on unfamiliar roads, cuz maybe you'll have to suddenly go from 70 to 25 mph and your heel will catch the carpet and you will come very, very close to wrecking into other people. So, when I finally arrived, I was SO FREAKING FRAZZLED. I pulled into Jenn's driveway and called her on my cell. I said, "Do you have a red minivan?" She said she did, and (God, I'm a retard) I said "Ok, I'm in your driveway." (DURRRR)

Anyway, I also want to say how much I love these girls because they are wonderful moms to their beautiful babies. Seriously. I was watching them and remembering how hard it was when my kids were little, and they make it all look effortless. (I also got to see Jenn's boobs, which was definitely the highlight.... aren't you all JEALOUS??) Zeeks, on the other hand, did not show any boobage, which I hope she regrets. I certainly regret not flopping mine out.

We did briefly discuss having a big orgy with props, but I guess there wasn't time for that. Bummer.

We ate at TGI Friday's and poor Jenn didn't get to enjoy her meal, because sweet little Lauren decided she neeeeeeeeeded her mommy to stand up and hold her for most of the time we were there. But then Zeeks took over cuz she's awesome and thoughtful like that. Then, as I mentioned, she paid the check. (Like I said, she totally rocks.)

I got to hold the babies. Dude, that is so much fun. Little Spunky really wanted to eat my necklace and he also seranaded us in the car. He is a very happy little guy. AND SO CUTE. Lauren, she also wanted to eat my necklace, but being younger, was unable to figure out how. She has very expressive blue eyes and just watches you when you hold her. She also sang me a sad song, and told me that her mother beats her. Poor thing.

I hated to leave when it was time, because there were so many things I knew we could've talked about that I couldn't think of because I'm obviously socially retarded.

To Jenn and Zeeks, thanks for a wonderful day.

My sweet tiny little Isabella was diagnosed yesterday with this. I have no words for how awful this makes me feel. I can't imagine how much harder for my brother and his wife this is.

Did I mention they have no health insurance... at all?

They will be taking the baby to Kansas City this week for more tests and they will schedule open heart surgery to repair her tiny little heart for sometime within the next month or so.

She has a good prognisis, which is wonderful, but she'll have to have the surgery several times as she grows. My sister-in-law and I are both Registered Nurses and we have both watched, in person, open heart surgeries. It is some scary, scary shit. She will be hooked up to a heart-lung machine and her tiny beating heart will be stopped for the repair. How do you feel when it's your baby, the person you created, the heart that formed inside you, ceases to beat? What if it doesn't ever start again? As hard as it is for me to think about it, it has to be so much harder for them.