March 29th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

Well it appears that March 29th is a good day to be born, seeing how two of the most beautiful people I know were born on March 29th. Today is Adrienne’s (aka AD or 80) birthday too!!

I met Adrienne my senior year in college in an Advanced Jazz dance class. I knew immediately I wanted to wrap her up and take her home in my pocket. She was like a breath of fresh air to my final year as a Music Dance Theatre major. We arranged our schedules so we had all the fun classes together, and within about a month, we were basically inseperable at school and after, due to long strenuous homework projects. I was at their apartment so much, I think her husband Kyle thought he was never going to get rid of me.

Then Kyle and Adrienne set me up with one of their best friends (um, does the name Richard ring a bell?? Hahah). All of a suddenI was around even more. At first it was to be with Richard and then it was to seek their comfort when things with him fell apart. (For the record Ad, you don’t need to feel bad about that whole thing. It was meant to be . . . and now we have another person to mock endlessly. The list is growing daily!) I recall distinctly the day Adrienne told me she was going to “cut all the fat off the steak in her freezer and force feed it to me to put some meat back on my bones.” She took good care of me.

Adrienne has got to be the most hilariously irreverent (I mean that in a good way, AD!) people I’ve ever met. We spent our senior year smacking each other in the boobs, cracking dirty jokes and, if I recall correctly, snorting a lot of Diet Coke out of our noses with laughter. She also taught me the art of the cornhole, something my husband hates both her and me for.

Despite the hilarious irreverence, she is one of the strongest, most faithful, amazing women I know.

When we decided to do our final big MDT project together at the end of our senior year, I don’t think we had any idea how much fun (and stress!) we would be having. When we got all of the pictures you’re seeing developed, we laughed so hard we actually collapsed on the floor at Wal-mart. Every time we watch the video we laugh until we cry and rewind the mistakes and funny parts again and again, then watch them in slow motion. (If I had it in me I’d post an exerpt from the show here, but I’m not sure I could figure it out before I have to be to church in 8 hours.) You’ll just have to settle for the pictures.

AD was there for the biggest Kateastrophe of all time and narrowly missed being part of the wreckage. We still laugh about that until we cry too. To us, the story never gets old. To Kyle, I think it got old right after he saw it happen.

Almost exactly a year ago, I was able to host Kyle and Adrienne at my home while they finalized the adoption of their son. I cannot tell you what it means to me to have been able to play just a little part in the miracle of his life joining with theirs.

We don’t speak or see each other as often as we wish now that her husband is a big shot hospital administrator in the Bay Area and I chose to live in Hell, but every time we talk it’s like no time whatsoever has gone by. I love her with all my heart and I’m so so so so grateful we ended up together in that early morning dance class from hell.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Miss America!!!

*Those are the words from a cheesy song Adrienne and I sang for our college senior project. Kyle mocked us endlessly for it.**

**Kyle mocks us a lot. We’re used to it. We mock him too. Behind his back. Or in front of his face. Either way works for us.