You know, I have to give credit to two people who have always been there for me: Melissa Wood and Larry Mestan. Of all the people I know, they have been there for me more than anyone (excluding the husband of course).

Over the years, there have been a lot of people who have made a difference in my life. I hope I don't hurt anyones feelings by not mentioning them here, but if you know me well enough to be on here, you know that I have a swiss cheese memory and the things I remember from day to day vary. Besides, if I listed all of the people I owe an apology to, or have a thank-you for or who deserve to have a little spot light from my corner, this page would take eons to load, even in text only and over an ethernet connection.

In this group, I would have to admit that the person I think about most often is an ex. We had an interesting relationship that I wish had never gone past the friendship stage. For the longest time, I have been missing one of my greatest friends and confidants. There were a few days last year where we were able to talk again and it was great, but when we got back from the crash, we went our seperate ways again. If he ever makes it here, I just want you to know that there is nothing you can't do. I know that and you know that. You are one of the most briliant people I have met, you just need to channel that information toward making yourself happy instead of promoting yourself over others. I hope you understand what I mean. You deserve better than life has handed you, but I think Marcus on Babylon 5 expressed it best when he said that he was happy life wasn't fair because if it were, that would mean that we all deserved the bad things that happen to us.

Speaking of exes...I would love to thank Sean Holdrigde and Mitch Bierl for always being there for me. I don't know how to explain how those relationships went, but I would have to say that if it weren't for Guns 'n' Roses, I would be minus two wonderful people that I don't ever get to see enough of.  Jaime, I'm sorry I didn't treat him like the prince that he is, but I am glad that he found you and was able to do better than what we were headed for.

Hrrm, how do I explain Dave Murray? We have slept together (in the same bed, fully clothed, MANY times), we have cried together and we have traded countless dirty jokes. I wish he lived closer so we could share more, it seems that we keep missing eachother, but it was worth missing VEISHEA to see him perform in "Talking Pictures"

Maury Anderson. That is all that needs to be said. Maury is one of the greatest guys I have ever met. Due to a fluke in housing situations, we ended up being roommates. I'm glad that my then fiance, now husband decided to live with him when we were looking for a place to live. He has been my strength in many areas over the time that I have known him. Besides, without Maury, I never would have had the joy of watching millions of hours of hockey. GO WINGS!!!

To my almost twin sister Deb Bunger: you have done everything for me from cutting my hair to taking care of the monster. There aren't enough words in the english or german languages to say thanks enough. It's too bad that we are both workaholics. It would be good to get together more often.

Jessica Nelson, I want to thank you, of all things, for teaching me that there is a possibility of eating meals for a week streight without using meat. If only I could convince Troy that the body does better when it gets a break every once in a while. There are zillions of other things I could thank you for, but I'll summarize by saying thank-you for being you.

Kristin Wiener. Wow, that sounds wierd.  I'm still not used to it yet. I'll bet almost as much as you are used to Barb Benjegerdes. Believe it or not, you have been my standard of a caring person. I will never forget the day you drug Betsy and I out for groceries. I couldn't hardly stand for so much grief but it did wonders for making me realize that life wasn't over, just the relationship I had. I'll bet you don't remember the day, but I will for a long time.

Tucker!!! I'll bet you thought I forgot you , didn't you? How in the world could I forget you? You never let me slip away, I even got my last name changed in an attempt to evade are the greatest bloodhound I have ever met. I'll tell you what, we will have to move in next to eachother when we get done jumping hoops for school to make up for all the time we have waisted between sparse emails.

Germany and Austria seem to produce the best types of friends. Todd Montag was there every day helping me through what he didn't know was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. He was there helping me through being away from my husband while I was pregnant with our first child. He was there talking to me and making me feel like I couldn't be as bad as my family had said I was, most of all, he was helping me stay exactly where I wanted to be without the people I wanted to be there with. I'm sorry I don't write enough. I'm sorry I didn't make it up to see you before you moved and I'm sorry that you haven't had the chance to meet Dante. Someday.

Someday. It seems like that's what I'm telling all of my friends. Someday we will have to get together. Someday we will have to go camping, someday we will have to go over to europe together, someday...

To all of my friends I didn't say thank-you to formaly, thank-you for listening to my someday excuse. Maybe, just maybe someday it'll stop being an excuse. Including the someday I will get around to adding a personal thank-you for being my friend.