Kami Sue Sue

(All these pictures are of me and Kami except the one at the bottom with the bunson burners. But I had to put that one in because it's one of my very favorite of Kami.) Hmmm, how to begin describing Kami. It’s impossible, but I’ll give it a go. Kami and I were born 20 months apart but I always pretended to be the same age as her cause we felt like it. (I should say I felt like it.) She is the greatest artistic genius I know—cause she can do anything! Truly—she draws fABULOUSLY, and she can also paint, sew little projects—like when we were really young she wanted to make moccasins so she looked at a picture and just MADE them…it was amazing—I couldn’t figure out how she just made them without really know how—that’s how she is all the time. She made this PHENOMENAL belly dancing outfit for my other sister for her wedding. She did have quite a bit of help from my mother-in-law with the actual sewing part on that one, not the design though. She also is great at floral designer (did the beautiful flowers for my wedding), interior decorating, sculpture, cool hair design, sand castles…basically anything you could think of. She used to collect colored tin foil wrappers of candies and make these AMAZING collages out of them. One time it was some fancy saloon girl dancers, and another time was a quetzal, which is a bird. Which brings me to my next point.

She is the most amazing collector of random scraps of information. She knows all kinds of details about all sorts of weird things. She loves reading the National Geographic. Who really reads the National Geographic and doesn’t just flip through the pictures?! Kami. Sometimes, when Brett and I have a question about something that’s random, I say “I bet Kami would know! We should call her.” She’s a bit like the absent-minded professor.

She reads all sorts of intense literature too. She read ‘War and Peace’ and every other dull and long classic like that in about the 8th grade (j/k I don’t know if it was the 8th grade or not….something like that). Now she reads books that are about the Muslim people and stuff like that. Weirdo.

She likes things that are exotic and outlandish, from food to music to movies etc, so she went and married a guy from Colombia named Leonardo. So now she has a father-in-law named Orlando and a brother-in-law named Cesar which I think is pretty sweet. Her husband is also a pilot, so she’ll actually really get to go travel which she thinks is pretty sweet.

When we were growing up we were pretty terrific friends. We were fairly different, but always got along really well because I think our differences were pretty complementary. Okay, let me amend that. We USUALLY got along really well. Not always. We definitely fought sometimes. Especially when we’d make deals and then someone didn’t hold up their end of the bargain to the other’s satisfaction. I remember when we lived in Provo, so I was four or so (isn’t that weird that I can remember being the same age as Jethro is now?) and she wanted me to wear a particular dress to church in the morning so she did something for me that night in exchange. Well, the morning came and I didn’t want to wear the dress. Big fight. Not I wasn’t always so much to blame. Once while sharing a room we got in a fight over having the window open or closed because Kami had put a cricket in the window well because she liked the sound of it chirping, and I did not. Speaking of fighting, there’s something you should know about Kami. She’s pretty much emotionally unstable for at least a few days out of the month. If you should happen to make her mad during those few days WATCH OUT!!! I’m not kidding. Just steer clear, and you’ll be much happier. (Kami, I wasn’t going to mention this, but then on your own blog you said that you had an emotional breakdown, so I figured it was okay.) One night, I was minding my own business doing something on the floor by our bunk beds, and Kami came storming in, didn’t see me and walked into me and because I had the audacity to be where she was walking, she pummeled me with her fists in a blind rage. Once I had gotten away from the mad woman, it was actually kinda funny. Brett loves Kami to death, but sometimes when I tell him about one of her breakdowns he’s like “Man, I could never live with her.” Hee hee. That’s cause if you live with Kami, you have to learn to just chill through those episodes. She married a good man for the job. He’s so patient that he taught her to Latin Dance! We all (her family) were amazed at how exceptional she is at it, as dancing isn’t a skill that comes as naturally to her as some of her others. We’re glad she’s in your hands, Leo!

She had a very lovely baby girl about two weeks before I had Ethne so that has been so fun, comparing what our babies are doing over the phone, and lamenting about all the laundry, etc. I CAN NOT WAIT until she lives close to me!!!!! It will be so fun.

Oh, and I was about to wrap it up, but how could I forget to mention that she collects vintage hats. That’s right. Not too long ago she called me to say that she felt a little guilty to have just spent a substantial sum on vintage hats. So. There you go.

Kami is cool. Kami is beautiful. Kami is very nice to me.

Well, now you know some of the cool things about Kami and you are in a much more enlightened state of living. But, (as Lavar Burton says on Reading Rainbow) you don’t have to take MY word for it! She has a blog: thelatorrefamily dot blogspot.com (Yeah, I totally made her start one. [vain look]).