First page of the Florida archive.

shake it like a polaroid picture.

Posted by jessica on Aug 5, 2010 with 14 Comments
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I love walking on the beach so much that I feel like I could walk along the shore until I hit Maine.

I would prefer to go to Maine rather than Florida, I think. There is a little bakery in Maine that sells the very best rolls I’ve ever had. They are called morning rolls. And after a walk that started in Delaware and ended in Maine I would be very very hungry and could probably afford to eat at least five of them. In a row.

Which, in just one sitting, is the amount I usually want to have, but I refrain because ,well, consuming five rolls is just not a wise choice. However, after a walk like that, the five morning rolls would be more than sensible, I do believe.

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“Jenna, are your eyes open or closed?” I just asked.

“Closed. I’m glaring at you,” she told me, matter of fact.

“I thought so,” I replied.

And then I looked back to my computer and she continued to watch her movie.

Just thought you’d like a glimpse into day 6 of our family vacation.

(I am not sure how one glares with their eyes closed, but if anybody can do it, it’s my dearest Jenna!)

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And another glimpse:

The first night we went running round these parts, I was doing a little stretching beforehand and I just so happened to be right in front of my brother, Josh. I was bending over, stretching my hammies, and he asked, Is it even possible to wear tinier shorts, Jess? And so I decided to make the most of the moment and did a bit of a hip warm-up. Right in front of him. I was rocking my hips from side to side cause these hips don’t lie, just like Shakira. And then he was a little more horrified because not only were my shorts pretty short, but now I was doing the around-the-world with them right in front of him.

And we all started laughing.

And it became a bit of a tradition. So every night before we went out for our run, I’d make sure to plant myself right in front of Josh and shake what my momma gave me.

I wouldn’t wanna not warmup for the run, you know.

We also had gotten in the habit of commenting upon every little thing we did, saying, that “Jason would’veĀ really loved this,” not unlike he had gone to meet his maker, rather than just going to meet his new agent out in LA.

And before Josh had to go back to work, he wondered aloud if we were going to talk about him like we talked about Jase.

So.

One night we were getting ready for our run. I had on the shorts that Josh likes to comment upon every single time I wear them. And I was all, “Jenna, record me doing the booty shake and then let’s send it to Josh!”

And so I did maybe the best booty shake of my life. It was so good, in fact, that Darby requested that Jenna email it to her as well, just so she can have it for her viewing pleasure.

And what did we title the video we sent Josh?

Josh would’ve LOVED this.

And for kicks, Jenna also emailed it to our brother, Jase, out in LA. With no context whatsoever, I may add. And he replied with, “Ummmmm, excuse me????” And hahahahaha yes, I know, how is he not used to getting random videos bytes of his sister shaking it? I mean, come on.

Moral of the story: warm your booty up before you run; injuries are no joke, kids. Also? Make sure you record it and send it to at least two of your brothers.

my bad.

Posted by jessica on Feb 18, 2010 with 10 Comments
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Drew called me tonight, upset that I spent $225 on the eye doctor.

I tried to explain to him that I’ve never been to an eye doctor in my life, and I certainly didn’t decide to start this week with a sentimental visit to his eye doctor.

He apologized for the misunderstanding.

I hope he enjoyed the appointment.

Or that he gets the money back if there was actually no appointment at all.

But this reminds me of something.

Just a few days after the whole truth of the matter came out, my brother Jason had flown in to be with me from California and had convinced me to come back with him to try to heal a little with Latshaw-WEST. So, I bought my roundtrip flight and that was that.

Until I looked at the bank statement just a few hours later.

And saw a huge purchase that had been made–but not in the same exact amount I had just spent for my flight.

So I called my bank.

Asked them what that purchase was.

Sure enough, it was a flight. And the teller said it involved Florida.

Jase, I mouthed to him while still on the phone, Drew’s skipping town. Going to Florida!

So I got off the phone with the bank and immediately Jason called Drew and confronted him.

Drew had no idea what Jase was talking about and I didn’t know whether I should believe him or not. Jase grilled him, though, and Drew didn’t budge. So, I called the bank again.

Got the same teller, told him that he must think I’m crazy, but I really needed to get to the bottom of this large purchase. He looked a little deeper into it and finally said, Miss Latshaw?

Yes, I affirmed.

Looks like the purchase was made with your actual debit card, he announced.

Oh really? You can tell? With no uncertainty? I made sure.

Without a doubt, He confirmed.

And there I was with egg on my face. I had my brother call Drew back right away, and listened as he quickly explained that he was off the hook.

So who made the purchase? Drew asked.

Jessica did, Jase explained, Just a little while ago.

And that was the time when I bought a round trip flight, saw the purchase show up in my back account, made my brother call Drew and accuse him for it, and then finally was made to realize that the purchase had been mine all along.

Duh.

In my defense, I had recently found out the most horrible news I couldn’t have even imagined. Seriously. I had at times imagined Drew’s death and quickly teared up, the thought was so terrifying. I had no idea to be afraid of anything worse.

Turns out Anything Worse came. And yes, it was the movie, The Ring, whereas my older, more innocent fears were the good old, soft and round Teletubbies, albeit pretty creepy in their own right.

But still, Jason and I still laugh about that one today. Just did tonight, in fact.

why this sunday was pretty good

Posted by jessica on Sep 28, 2009 with No Comments
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Today was a pretty good day. I woke up kind of late. Something to do with late conversations about cereal, I am sure. But then I got myself to the theater. I had planned on taking the warm-up class that our veneered choreographer gives when she is in town, but I didn’t quite leave my [...]