From the pushed together twin bed in the UNCo dorm room of Allie..... (and yes it is as classy as it sounds)

C and I are at our first week out of 5 in training its exhausting and inspiring but instead of telling you all about that just yet.....

That's Molly.  She is my younger sister but truthfully she's my best friend.  We say the same things at the same time, which I love and hate, mostly because its usually the clever 'original' stuff we say at the same time.  Which makes me feel unoriginal and I get so tired of playing the 'pinch, poke, you owe me a coke' game.

I love her because, she makes me laugh like nobody else, she has the craziest taste in t-shirts, she's disgustingly athletic on a diet of chicken tenders, honey mustard, and mountain dew, she's gorgeous and has no idea, she dressed up like Ice Box from Little Giants for Halloween, she's smart, she will kick your butt for messing with the people she cares about, she's kind, and she can sleep in the car for an entire 10 hour road trip.

I hated saying goodbye to her, so tonight, I'm posting my favorite Molly pictures.



Nothing says we love you like a silly string ambush:

Never bet Molly that she wont ride a roller coaster or this might happen to you:

This is what happened everytime Molly sat down at our house....he loves her!

She is the only person I know that will apologize after she has shot you in paintball

In conclusion....I love her like a fat kid loves cake.