I was going to tell you how we met, but then I realized...
we don't really remember.
We had a lot of the same college classes,
and I do remember sitting next to her one day.
We went thru that normal "Hey, how are you? Good. How are you?" thing.
The class finished and we left.
I remember Tarrah rushing in a teeny, tiny bit late for class the next day,
glaring at me as she passed by and whispering, "Why didn't you save me a seat?"
I saved her a seat from then on.
And she always saved me a seat too.
So I guess that's how we became friends. :)
Tarrah and I are the definition of opposite.
Let's just say that Tarrah knows how to paint the town
redder than Dorthy's sparkling ruby slippers.
And let's just say that I know how to read a thick book,
cover to cover, on a Friday night.
So when Tarrah came to visit last week, I promised with all of my heart
that we would do something sooooooooo fun.
We ended up taking Jack to the vet, getting take-out and
a Redbox movie, and falling asleep at 10pm.
I'm a failure at fun.
But we did talk Jared into photographing a mini-shoot of us...
featuring Jack, of course.
That's fun, right? ;)