My Pal Shana

Meet my pal Shana. She is going to hate this post. Isn't she pretty? She is my best pal in the whole world. Shana and I have never NOT known each other. We were in the nursery together at church when we were babies and grew up together. I think God just plunked us down next to each other and said "There's a good fit". If I could have conjured up a sister for myself she would have been the model. I love her. If it weren't for the whole same gender thing I would have wisked her away and married her - so instead we are the best of friends. Not to mention we both really do love our husbands....
We have lived in different countries since we were 13 years old and every time we see each other it is like no time has passed. I don't know any other people who have a friendship like ours - we are really lucky. For any of you who know what I am talking about she is the Jonathon to my David. She knows all my secrets, so I won't say anything here to piss her off. That is the problem with having a friend you have know for nearly 29 years! She knows I can't read a map to save my life, figure out a bus route, or resist any temptation to junk food but she loves me anyway.
Shana is a hairdresser - her salon has a link on my blog. She is the best. I have offered to move her down to San Diego to do my hair and I would pay her in gummie bears, but she has not taken me up on the offer as of yet.
We live a very similar life. It seems all the major life events have happened around the same time. We both met our husbands in high school. Got married within 3 months of each other, had babies one right after the next. It feels like God set up our life so that we would always know what the other was going through. I never feel alone with her in my life.
In an effort to get her goat a little bit, here are a few random facts about Shana:

She broke her uncle's nose one day while he was tickling her. She actually kicked him in the face. Cool.

She is terrified of germs - yes you are. Salmonila gives her nightmares.

She has an odd relationship with oranges - can't get enough of them.

She wore maternity thongs. This I cannot understand. Weren't you uncomfortable enough?

Her 4 year old eats every vegetable imaginable. I think she has brainwashed her or has joined some kind of veggie cult.

At my wedding I made her wear a strapless dress which made her nervous so she had it altered super tight. Too tight in fact, and ended up having her sweater puppies on display for the entire church. Did we ever determine if that picture actually showed nipple??

She doesn't love junk food. I don't understand it or respect it, but I love her anyway.

Shana is everything I am not. We really are a good match. She ended up with all the good qualities. :) Organized, stable, rational. I am the opposite of each, so she keeps me grounded. Anyway, I'll share more about her with you, but there's her introduction to blogland.