I saw her too!

Because of the rules...I must let everyone in chick world know that I, too, saw Claire Borne after she got engaged.
As I think about how "random" the timing was, I just am so thankful to the Lord.
He worked it out so that during the 24 hours I had in Lewisville--Claire and Joe would get engaged and I could see my sweet bunkmate and bunkmate's boy.

Here's the proof:

(My shirt says "cheer" on it so I was trying to show it off to the clearly exuberant Claire)


(Scream, scream, scream, big hug, scare Joe, scream some more....)


(THE ring. Soooo Claire.)

Thank you Joe for ticking her off and surprising her SO GOOD all in one day.
That just makes me smile.

Love you Claire Borne (soon-to-be) Walker!!

A Weekend of Faces

This post is certainly overdue to say the least. I suppose I was procrastinating due to the lack of decent photos I took this weekend. However, since I made the rule, I must follow through even if it is a few weeks late.

My good friends Ali and Danny SANABRIA were married in Lewisville on May 17. Needing an excuse to go see my Dallas chicks, I packed up and made a weekend of it. The wedding was down the road from Claire's casa so I stayed with my soon to be engaged BF.

Before the wedding on Saturday The Heltons hospitably fed me lunch (I find myself mooching meals off of my married friends far too often lately - THANK YOU!)

After which Lauren and I squinted at the sun in our attempts to identify whether or not there is a man in the sun.



The Heltons smiled for a photo next, but Brice was rushing me as he was anxious to return to his target practice. Who knew he was into killing hummingbirds? Watch it with that gun, Brice!



Sunday morning Claire and I were able to grab breakfast with Mrs. Prothro before I left town. The following photo displays our reaction to hearing that Obama clenched the democratic nomination.



That's all for now. I do think it's time for our dear Miss Borne to update us on some bridal outings. I'm certain she's spent some quality "chick time" planning.

Until next time.

~js

ROCK'n TX

Two chicks were together this weekend.

So here is a blog.

We were also joined by our friend Jenn--she's fun!

We made the drive from Dallas and Austin to Katy, TX to attend the wedding of two very old friends--Ian and Gina ROCK!

A few very "chick" things occurred:

We hugged and talked in "baby language".

We got ready. (Chicks, you know how this goes--I am ready first and is rushing the other two out of the hotel room! Some things will never change.)

We rushed out the door (see above).

We made it to the wedding with about 5 minutes to spare. (All we cared is that we made it before Gina walked down the aisle, and it was a success!)

We laughed a lot.

We danced even more.

We were pooped by 9pm.

It was a fabulous wedding--Gina was beautiful and Ian was..well handsome (is that awkward to say??).

Jenn was a fabulous edition to the weekend and as you can see below would have fit it just perfectly with the 6 of us!

One thing that must be noted because I (Claire) am writing this blog under orders from Jess.

We woke up the next morning and went to our fabulous continental breakfast and was greeted with this.


I'm not even going to comment--you all know how I feel.

To my chicks.

I took this photo with you in mind, my chicks.

This post will be short.

I want to make a chick suggestion.

As eaglepass.blogspot.com has changed over the last few years it's purpose has gone undefined.
While its updates, though infrequent, are always enjoyed, I believe it's time to make some (really "a") guideline/requirement! I know you love that.

Since we will undoubtably continue gathering together, I suggest that when 2 or more chicks are gathered a photo must be taken and a blog entry posted about the events. This way posts will be consistant and all will enjoy reading (even if "all" only includes B, C, H, J, L & S).

Plus, the fact that 3 of you are in the Dallas area means that those of us outside the metroplex miss out on some exciting get-togethers. This way we will all stay informed, and enjoy the activities from afar.

So...what do you think? You in?

~js

Oh, the places you will go little fleece!

The chick paraphernalia has traveled many places over the years.
Cali.
Thailand.
East Texas.
The bayou of Louisiana.

The items of clothing that have stories of their own are legendary.
My roommates in Italy know and understand and love my "chick socks."
Hayley wore her "chick shirt" on the plane ride from DFW to FLR.

But the tops on (probably) our list of memorabilia: the fleece.
These little guys have lived good lives. Monogrammed and all.

Another episode in the life of a well-loved fleece: The one with the Tuscan bike ride.

For the other half of the chicks who couldn't join us--this is for you.