How did we get here?

It was a long trip to the middle of nowhere in Kansas.  I mean long.  And I mean nowhere.

I knew that the radio in Cougar Queen's car was broken, but didn't know that we had completely opposite tastes in music.  We tried to make it work.... cruising down I-70 with a Boom Box the size of a computer monitor; trying to pick up stations and work cassette tapes.

It sucked.  We were grouchy.  We were tired.  And we weren't thrilled to be going in the first place.

We made it.  We made ti through the weekend and the family reunion.  And we headed back to the city.

More tired.  More grouchy.  Downright mean.

The batteries were dying and the cassette tapes were unraveling - along with our nerves.  At the time one of us started to look for the gun, the other suggested a game.  A fun car game.  Fun for us, that is.

And so, "Why I Hate You" was born.  One of us would say a name and the other had to say the worst thing about the subject in just one word.  It was brilliant.  It was terrible.  It was the deepening and defining moment of a friendship.

We were totally and utterly honest with each other (obviously we never said each other's names!!).  There was no judgement, just acceptance, gasps, and laughter.  We thought we knew each other pretty well... but this opened it even more.  And it created a relationship where we have no boundaries and are completely honest and accepting of each other and our thoughts and feelings.

And from that (over a decade later - ouch) this blog is birthed.  In it we will discuss the annoying, the frustrating, the mindless, the stupid.... say the things most of us think but are afraid to say out loud. 

And before you judge us to be mean... just know that our identities are secret because no one else would ever believe we think these things!  We are both known as the givers, the leaders, the go-to's.  And we love that and relish our roles.  But those little voices inside us just can't stay silent forever...