Hitchin' It Up...
My Friend...
This past Friday one of my very best friends, Shannon, married one of her very best friends, Shaheen, in a match made in Heaven!
Shannon getting help from Bridesmaids, Tami (left) and Anna (the third maid, me, was taking the pic).
I was blessed to be one of her three bridesmaids in the event. Although I had an incredibly terrible sunburn, with cute little strap lines from my swimsuit top, it was all still a blast!
Shannon was the calmest bride I have ever seen. The wedding took place at 7 o'clock p.m. on Friday evening. At a little after 5 p.m., less than two hours before the wedding was to begin, Shannon was laying flat in the middle of the dressing room floor -- not because she was passed out, or because she was having a nervous breakdown, nor was she in a drunken stupor, but simply because she said she wanted to "take a nap." lol. Whatever the case, she did get fixed up beautifully and got hitched that night!
Our Friendship...
It has been many years since I first met Shannon and she has always told me all these years, "You're going to be in my wedding." Well, it finally happened!
I first met Shannon in highschool but probably didn't realize it. She and I (and Anna) played on our high school tennis teams and our schools competed against each other. She and Anna told me that they were intimidated by me when I played their friend Jennifer (who also eventually played on my college tennis team) during a match against their school. The three of them thought that I was very snobby and kind of mean. The truth be told, I actually just got very into every match -- concentrating intensely. When we look at it now, we all laugh!
God works in mysterious ways...
During my final semester of highschool, I was accepted to attend and play tennis at Tarleton State University. Although this was a good thing, I was not truly happy about it. For reasons that I won't state here, I realized I did not want to play tennis there. So, I told that school "no thanks." What to do, what to do.
Then, one day, my highschool coach got a letter in the mail from the college at Weatherford asking if he had any players interested in coming out for a try-out. He told me about it and I thought, "Okay, why not check it out?" So, my parents and I met with the coach a few weeks later, I tried out, and then later heard they wanted me to play. I was very excited! Not only was I going to get to play tennis for them on scholarship, but they also wanted to give me a journalism scholarship, too. So, the deal was sealed, I took the scholarships and prepared for the long haul -- but who would my teammates be?
One day over the summer, at the JcPenney's in my hometown, God formally introduced me to Shannon. I needed a dressing room to try some clothes on and, who was the attendant to unlock a room for me? No one other than Shannon! We both noticed each other and she said, "You're Holly, right?" To which I replied "Yes." Then she said, "I'm Shannon. Our [highschool] coach told us you're playing tennis for WC." Then she said, "I am too!" It was so cool. So, we decided to meet up later that week -- she, Anna, Jennifer, and I -- and play each other. They had thought I was snobby and I had thought they were all really preppy, and potentially snobby, at the time. haha. Anyway, we all bonded immediately and were hanging out almost all the time.
The first night, though, that we all hung out together off the courts, was not the best...
In a nutshell -- The 4 of us met up in my hometown and set off to sneak into a club in Fort Worth (we weren't even the "clubbin'" type, so no tellin' what possessed us). Well, Jennifer got drunk (the only one to drink), passed out in the back of my car, threw up in my car, Anna cleaned the barf (God bless her heart), Jennifer was still passed out and, later, fell out of my car head first (still passed out). By the end of the night, I had gotten my car stuck in a ditch with the drunken Jennifer still passed out in the backseat. The tow truck driver, who came out during those wee hours of the morning to pull my car out, didn't charge us -- we assumed it was because either (a) he saw that we were young and probably had no money and had pity on us or (b) he saw Jennifer laying in the backseat as my car was tilted down in that ditch with two wheels off the ground (we had tried to cover her up somewhat) and thought we had a dead body back there. Who knows!
Anywho, me, Shannon, and the rest us us who had met rode out to FISH camp together. We bonded more that weekend and met the rest of our teammates during camp. I knew at that time that many of those ladies would be some of the best friends of my life -- and I was right! We've laughed together, cried together, and rejoyced together as sisters throughout the years. Now, one of us has gotten married and another one of us (Anna) is about to be married (Shannon and I, too, are bridesmaids in her wedding).
I have so much more to say but now my hands are getting tired so I must end this. Therefore, I would like to end with this fitting quote that somewhat describes my coming to know Shannon (and the other girls) some five years ago:
"Strangers are just friends waiting to happen." - Unknown
This past Friday one of my very best friends, Shannon, married one of her very best friends, Shaheen, in a match made in Heaven!
Shannon getting help from Bridesmaids, Tami (left) and Anna (the third maid, me, was taking the pic).
I was blessed to be one of her three bridesmaids in the event. Although I had an incredibly terrible sunburn, with cute little strap lines from my swimsuit top, it was all still a blast!
Shannon was the calmest bride I have ever seen. The wedding took place at 7 o'clock p.m. on Friday evening. At a little after 5 p.m., less than two hours before the wedding was to begin, Shannon was laying flat in the middle of the dressing room floor -- not because she was passed out, or because she was having a nervous breakdown, nor was she in a drunken stupor, but simply because she said she wanted to "take a nap." lol. Whatever the case, she did get fixed up beautifully and got hitched that night!
Our Friendship...
It has been many years since I first met Shannon and she has always told me all these years, "You're going to be in my wedding." Well, it finally happened!
I first met Shannon in highschool but probably didn't realize it. She and I (and Anna) played on our high school tennis teams and our schools competed against each other. She and Anna told me that they were intimidated by me when I played their friend Jennifer (who also eventually played on my college tennis team) during a match against their school. The three of them thought that I was very snobby and kind of mean. The truth be told, I actually just got very into every match -- concentrating intensely. When we look at it now, we all laugh!
God works in mysterious ways...
During my final semester of highschool, I was accepted to attend and play tennis at Tarleton State University. Although this was a good thing, I was not truly happy about it. For reasons that I won't state here, I realized I did not want to play tennis there. So, I told that school "no thanks." What to do, what to do.
Then, one day, my highschool coach got a letter in the mail from the college at Weatherford asking if he had any players interested in coming out for a try-out. He told me about it and I thought, "Okay, why not check it out?" So, my parents and I met with the coach a few weeks later, I tried out, and then later heard they wanted me to play. I was very excited! Not only was I going to get to play tennis for them on scholarship, but they also wanted to give me a journalism scholarship, too. So, the deal was sealed, I took the scholarships and prepared for the long haul -- but who would my teammates be?
One day over the summer, at the JcPenney's in my hometown, God formally introduced me to Shannon. I needed a dressing room to try some clothes on and, who was the attendant to unlock a room for me? No one other than Shannon! We both noticed each other and she said, "You're Holly, right?" To which I replied "Yes." Then she said, "I'm Shannon. Our [highschool] coach told us you're playing tennis for WC." Then she said, "I am too!" It was so cool. So, we decided to meet up later that week -- she, Anna, Jennifer, and I -- and play each other. They had thought I was snobby and I had thought they were all really preppy, and potentially snobby, at the time. haha. Anyway, we all bonded immediately and were hanging out almost all the time.
The first night, though, that we all hung out together off the courts, was not the best...
In a nutshell -- The 4 of us met up in my hometown and set off to sneak into a club in Fort Worth (we weren't even the "clubbin'" type, so no tellin' what possessed us). Well, Jennifer got drunk (the only one to drink), passed out in the back of my car, threw up in my car, Anna cleaned the barf (God bless her heart), Jennifer was still passed out and, later, fell out of my car head first (still passed out). By the end of the night, I had gotten my car stuck in a ditch with the drunken Jennifer still passed out in the backseat. The tow truck driver, who came out during those wee hours of the morning to pull my car out, didn't charge us -- we assumed it was because either (a) he saw that we were young and probably had no money and had pity on us or (b) he saw Jennifer laying in the backseat as my car was tilted down in that ditch with two wheels off the ground (we had tried to cover her up somewhat) and thought we had a dead body back there. Who knows!
Anywho, me, Shannon, and the rest us us who had met rode out to FISH camp together. We bonded more that weekend and met the rest of our teammates during camp. I knew at that time that many of those ladies would be some of the best friends of my life -- and I was right! We've laughed together, cried together, and rejoyced together as sisters throughout the years. Now, one of us has gotten married and another one of us (Anna) is about to be married (Shannon and I, too, are bridesmaids in her wedding).
I have so much more to say but now my hands are getting tired so I must end this. Therefore, I would like to end with this fitting quote that somewhat describes my coming to know Shannon (and the other girls) some five years ago:
"Strangers are just friends waiting to happen." - Unknown
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