Kate Sandy. What can one say about Kate Sandy? Hilarious. Kind. Compassionate. Dangerous. Adventurous. Brave. Slightly Crazy. Real Purty. Strong; physically and mentally. Shes just an all around pretty awesome gal. Shell take you on a camping trip and pretend she knows exactly where shes going, and hours later, you find yourself setting up a tent in the pitch black at two in the morning, not knowing where you are, what your surroundings may be, or if there are murderers camping near you. Yep, youre just going to have to wait til morning to see if you have chosen a good campsite. This falls into the dangerous, adventurous, slightly crazy maybe brave, but not really, more like slightly crazy categories. You think to yourself, why am I here?! What am I doing?! Why do I listen to this girl?! And then a few months later she says, Hey wanna go camping in this great spot I heard about from this guy I met at the gas station who saw my WWII trailer and started talking to me about trailers and Jeeps and guns and camping?. And you say, Sure. And it happens all over again. Kate Sandy. The girl who warns/scares you about bears in the area and then, due to the flooding of 08 you cant cook in the campsite because of the storm of biblical proportions raging all over the Blue Ridge Mountains, so she cooks Ravioli in your tent. I, who was very new to this camping thing, said, Is it a good idea to cook in the tent when there are bears?. The answer I got from one Kate Sandy? SHRUG. What can ya do?. Fast forward to us both swearing we heard a bear at the same time and deciding to make a run for the car, with a pot of half cooked ravioli. She is a born leader. And for some reason we follow, often blindly. And she takes you climbing. And youre a new climber. And she climbs up the side of this mountain and youre at the bottom holding the rope and watching, and youre ready in case she falls and you can prevent her falling down the mountain. But then she does something crazy and gets her hand stuck in a crack. And she cant get it loose. And shes hanging from one hand and swinging and dangling. And you yell, in the middle of nowhere, with not a living soul near you, Im going to run get help!!. But then you realize, you cant leave, because youre holding her up with the rope. So you just have to stand at the bottom and stare up at her, helpless, and wonder what the heck is going to happen, and how its all going to end. But you know Kate Sandy. Somehow she just miraculously gets out of jams. She almost gets herself killed. And she almost gets you killed. But you narrowly escape death, and then you realize, after you calm down and decide that youre not going to kill her; she didnt mean to almost get you both killed, you realize, that you had fun. So you keep hanging out with her. And she keeps taking you on these adventures. And for some reason, you go. And each and every time, she almost gets you killed. But somehow, each time, you live. And its fun. Thats Kate Sandy. And shes my best friend. And its her birthday. And somehow she made it to THIRTY in one (almost) piece. And we love her. To more grand adventures Kate!
Posted on: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 12:29:07 +0000
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