This will not make sense to anybody but her.
Why would I post this on my blog you might ask?
Well, that would be because Jamie and I have not truly and actually "talked" in like two months.
It makes me sad but I made a promise to myself and to her that I would not be the one to contact her anymore-she had to do it. Does it sound like we are a junior high couple? cause we are-don't judge.
If you don't care what I have to say to Miss Jamie Lynne then stop reading.
NOW.
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Ok if you are still here then you must want to know.
So here we go.
Dear Jamie-
I wasn't sure if I liked you at first- I thought you were a follower of Satan's mistress (AKA- Lisa). After her reign of hell was over you got to open up and actually talk to me...then I fell in love with you (best friend love- not lesbinim love kids) and it was like we had been friends our whole lives. Being the bitter and hilarious people we were hanging out with our "sunshine, lollipops, and puppies" friend Brooke. I had someone to go to and talk to about things other than my sisters. You were always the right friend to open up to. I always said I have two groups of friends The party people and my married and calmed down girls, you somehow fit right in the middle and was exactly what I needed in a best friend. I had been close with you for like a month when I said "Jamie, why don't you just be in my wedding?" and you laughed and I said "um, no Jaym, like seriously" because you had talked me off my "bridezilla" ledge multiple times already at that point, gone with me to meet florists, meet photographers, and looked at bridesmaid dresses with me--all this was before I even made you a bridesmaid yourself! awesome-town population....YOU!
You made the most beautiful wedding/guest book for my wedding and hauled your hot married mom ass with us to Vegas for my bachelorette party and I am pretty sure you danced more than me the first night! haha Our Wednesday nights featured scrap booking sessions and furniture re-finishing, our Friday nights-Saturday days were lazy with movie watching and funfetti cupcake making and sometimes involved trips to the D.I. I have been hanging out with some old friends lately and discovered that I don't like it- I miss my friendship with you. Tiffany has been there still as my constant best friend but everyone wants more than one best friend right? I know you go through your moments of being a "hermit crab" but I know you need a best friend too. Shaylee is adorable but lets face it- the girl can't carry on a solid conversation-probably because she is only like a year and a half old but still. haha There was a disagreement and some hurt feelings and that was a weird and awkward situation for both of us- mostly because we had never been in a fight before (well besides when you freaked your beak over me taking your phone) I felt hurt, betrayed and abandoned and truthfully I still do. I always wanted to talk to you about it but I am the person that usually shows you why I am angry before I show you why I am sad so I just decided to not talk to you in person about it because I thought all you would see is my anger side of things. JCHA knew exactly from the beginning my true feelings...he saw the hurt side and addressed it with me and made it better for me and him. I fear you only saw the angry part and so you pulled away as well.
On your guys last day there- I was an emotional mess on the inside- and you thought Brooke was bad! It hurt more that you didn't pull me aside and say your own good-byes to me and that made me feel even more like this move was also a move away from our friendship. When it came down to "the last diet pepsi session in JCHA's office" I let it all out and cried...and cried... and cried and now as I am thinking about it I am starting to cry again! but....I couldn't show that in front of you- what can I say? JCHA brings it out in me-it's the whole big brother-little sister thing again. Then days, weeks and eventually months went by and still...no re-kindled friendship. So I am reaching out-this is me wearing my heart on my sleeve and it doesn't happen very often so take note. I miss our friendship. I miss having someone to talk to.
I miss.....
"Omeprazole" and "zetia" said in Italian voices
"freakin my beakin"
trading my diet cokes for your diet pepsi's
yelling at you for having mud on your shoes
dance parties in the car..or your garage while we paint
Zoupas dates
Grey's dates
being your "nanny" when we would go places with Shaylee
making "the face" at you
being the crazy to your hypothyroidism
I miss you.
I still have so much to tell you but seeing as how this post is already crazy long I think I shall leave it with some pics.
love you..seriously though.. I do
I wasn't sure if I liked you at first- I thought you were a follower of Satan's mistress (AKA- Lisa). After her reign of hell was over you got to open up and actually talk to me...then I fell in love with you (best friend love- not lesbinim love kids) and it was like we had been friends our whole lives. Being the bitter and hilarious people we were hanging out with our "sunshine, lollipops, and puppies" friend Brooke. I had someone to go to and talk to about things other than my sisters. You were always the right friend to open up to. I always said I have two groups of friends The party people and my married and calmed down girls, you somehow fit right in the middle and was exactly what I needed in a best friend. I had been close with you for like a month when I said "Jamie, why don't you just be in my wedding?" and you laughed and I said "um, no Jaym, like seriously" because you had talked me off my "bridezilla" ledge multiple times already at that point, gone with me to meet florists, meet photographers, and looked at bridesmaid dresses with me--all this was before I even made you a bridesmaid yourself! awesome-town population....YOU!
You made the most beautiful wedding/guest book for my wedding and hauled your hot married mom ass with us to Vegas for my bachelorette party and I am pretty sure you danced more than me the first night! haha Our Wednesday nights featured scrap booking sessions and furniture re-finishing, our Friday nights-Saturday days were lazy with movie watching and funfetti cupcake making and sometimes involved trips to the D.I. I have been hanging out with some old friends lately and discovered that I don't like it- I miss my friendship with you. Tiffany has been there still as my constant best friend but everyone wants more than one best friend right? I know you go through your moments of being a "hermit crab" but I know you need a best friend too. Shaylee is adorable but lets face it- the girl can't carry on a solid conversation-probably because she is only like a year and a half old but still. haha There was a disagreement and some hurt feelings and that was a weird and awkward situation for both of us- mostly because we had never been in a fight before (well besides when you freaked your beak over me taking your phone) I felt hurt, betrayed and abandoned and truthfully I still do. I always wanted to talk to you about it but I am the person that usually shows you why I am angry before I show you why I am sad so I just decided to not talk to you in person about it because I thought all you would see is my anger side of things. JCHA knew exactly from the beginning my true feelings...he saw the hurt side and addressed it with me and made it better for me and him. I fear you only saw the angry part and so you pulled away as well.
On your guys last day there- I was an emotional mess on the inside- and you thought Brooke was bad! It hurt more that you didn't pull me aside and say your own good-byes to me and that made me feel even more like this move was also a move away from our friendship. When it came down to "the last diet pepsi session in JCHA's office" I let it all out and cried...and cried... and cried and now as I am thinking about it I am starting to cry again! but....I couldn't show that in front of you- what can I say? JCHA brings it out in me-it's the whole big brother-little sister thing again. Then days, weeks and eventually months went by and still...no re-kindled friendship. So I am reaching out-this is me wearing my heart on my sleeve and it doesn't happen very often so take note. I miss our friendship. I miss having someone to talk to.
I miss.....
"Omeprazole" and "zetia" said in Italian voices
"freakin my beakin"
trading my diet cokes for your diet pepsi's
yelling at you for having mud on your shoes
dance parties in the car..or your garage while we paint
Zoupas dates
Grey's dates
being your "nanny" when we would go places with Shaylee
making "the face" at you
being the crazy to your hypothyroidism
I miss you.
I still have so much to tell you but seeing as how this post is already crazy long I think I shall leave it with some pics.
Me and Shaylee bug
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