Honoring Daddy : Good friends are like stars....

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Good friends are like stars....

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2012

My best friends-sisters. We have known each other since we were little. Holly and Laura are actually "real" sisters. I'm the oldest (19), Holly comes next (18), and last but not least Laura (16). But in height I'm the shortest, then Laura is next and then Holly is the tallest. It looks like in the last picture that Laura is shorter than me but Laura was slouching (tsk tsk, Laura). I'm the runt of the litter. :)
Holly is the photographer (her blog), Laura is the artist-fashion designer (her blog), and I'm the musician-vintage fashion girl.
Our "quote" we like is: "Good friends are like stars...You don't always see them., but you always know they are there"
We love to go shopping, traveling, eating at Panera Bread, going on walks, looking at the stars ^^, eating at McDonalds, pile up on a couch and just talk.

2012

I thank God that HE has blessed me with such true, faithful, fabulous friends. I love you girls like crazy! <3>

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Nickle LAB DesignsOctober 28, 2012 at 9:48 PM
Dang girl! You're so sweet! I love you so much! *Stars*
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HollyOctober 29, 2012 at 8:00 PM
Love you to, Doll! You're fantastic!
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The Homespun Dress

Oh, yes, I am a Southern girl,
And glory in the name,
And boast it with far greater pride,
Than glittering wealth or fame.

We envy not the Northern girl,
Her robes of beauty rare,
Though diamonds grace her snowy neck,
And pearls bedeck her hair,

Chorus ---- Hurrah! Hurrah!
For the sunny South so dear;
Three cheers for the homespun dress
The Southern ladies wear!

The homespun dress is plain, I know,
My hat's palmetto too;
But then it shows what Southern girls
For Southern rights will do.
We send the bravest of our land,
To battle with the foe
And we will lend a helping hand ---
We love the South, you know.

Chorus.

Now Northern goods are out of date;
And since old Abe's blockade,
We Southern girls can be content
With good that's Southern made.
We send our sweethearts to the war;
But, dear girls, never mind ---
Your soldier-love will ne'er forget
The girl he left behind.

Chorus.

The soldier is the lad for me --
A brave heart I adore;
And when the sunny South is free,
And when fighting is no more,
I'll choose me then a lover brave
From all that gallant band;
The soldier lad I love the best
Shall have my heart and hand.

Chorus.

The Southern land's a glorious land,
And has a glorious cause;
Then cheer, three cheers for Southern rights,
And for the Southern boys!
We scorn to wear a bit of silk,
A bit of Northern lace,
But make our homespun dresses up,
And wear them with a grace.

Chorus.

And now, young man, a word to you:
If you would win the fair,
Go to the field where Honor calls,
And win your lady there.
Remember that our brightest smiles
Are for the true and brave,
And that our tears are all for those
Who fill a soldier's grave.

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Sunday, October 28, 2012

Good friends are like stars....

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