I Remember That Time When

marissa "meets" her man

2008-12-10T20:19:00.001-08:00

i remember that time when my sister "met" zac hanson.

the story goes a little something like this.

kristin, natalie and i... being the older and "wiser" of the crazy hanford crew somehow convinced our parents that driving to san francisco to see yet another hanson show was a necessity and really the only way that we could continue our existence as we knew it. unfortunately, marissa was not allowed to go on this trip... she was too young... even though natalie was only a year older than her. i'm not sure that she'll ever let that one die.

so, the three of us piled into kristin's car and even though none of us had any more than one year experience driving (and way less than that outside the confines of the kings county borderline) we made the trek up to san francisco to attend the taping of hanson's show at the historic fillmore theater.

we drove straight to the venue- it was the night before the show- and low and behold who was sound checking? yes, the three dreamies from tulsa, oklahoma. our brilliant high school minds made the spur of the moment decision that we would WAIT for hanson to come out. their vans were parked right at the curb and as far as we could tell, there was no other way out.

long story short... after conversing with the "security guards", seeing drugs for the first time, and making calls home to ensure our parents that we were 100% SAFE on the streets of san francisco at 2am, the boys came out.

i'll never forget the moment that we shoved our large pre-historic nokia cell phone in zac's face so that he could talk to what we thought at the time would be his future wife. miss marissa antionette hanson.

i think marissa might have cried on the other end of the phone. "meeting" zac hanson, although done over the phone, was a pivotal moment in her life. and yes, we have the whole thing on audio tape. marissa pressed record as soon as the phone was handed to her back home in hanford.

the moment was priceless.

another priceless marissa/hanson moment... henry fonda theater... a few short years later... marissa immediately bursts into tears after isaac makes a rude comment to her. i honestly don't even remember the context of what happened but we have NEVER looked at isaac hanson the same way since. how dare he crush our dreams?

long live hanson.

dance.

2008-10-28T21:07:00.000-07:00

This actually wasn't that long ago.
Janelle had a genius idea of entering a contest to win N SYNC tickets.
However, you had to make a commercial for Herbal Essences integrating N SYNC.
There we were.
In my mom's garage with a white sheet hung on a clothesline and a very bright light shining through the back of it so that it would seem like we were in a shower..
creepy but genius.
I think it was Janelle, Kristin, Natalie and I all dressed in towels and shower caps singing N SYNC at the top of our lungs, while taping all of this on a video camera for the Herbal Essences company...
We didn't win.
But look at us now..
Pshhh we don't need contests
Janelle won that bloody ticket/connection game.

the "big girl" haircut

2008-10-22T22:04:00.000-07:00

i remember that time when marissa decided that she was going to grow up by getting a "big girl" haircut. this is where the memory gets a little blurry- i've always been obsessed with seeing people get their hair cut so i very well could have been the one who convinced marissa to cut her entire ponytail off.

this shows how much power i've always had in our relationship... hehe xo

either way, that moment changed her life forever. never again has she had semi-wavy or what marissa and i would call PERFECT hair. something happened when she cut that ponytail off. it's like her hair suddenly went through puberty and it immediately turned into a ball of curliness.

she now spends way too much money twice a year on a chemical straightener that helps her to have that same hair she had on that fateful "big girl" haircut day.

wanna know something even more disturbing? our mom still has the ponytail saved in a special drawer in her dresser. who knows what she does with it when we're away. knowing my mom, there's a possibility that she sleeps with it at night or something.

i kid.

but the ponytail does still exist to this day!

-Janelle

cotton candy

2008-10-21T00:34:00.000-07:00

debacle.
It was a family vacation to Sea World and we were watching a show. Janelle wanted cotton candy--and she typically gets what she wants (haha)--dad bought her cotton candy and she ate all of it--it got everywhere. It was all over her--she was a sticky mess and she felt really gross after. She hasn't eaten a bite of cotton candy since.

-Marissa

cuddly

2008-10-20T21:53:00.000-07:00

i remember that time when you found your lifelong love- cuddly the sea otter. i'll never forget the look on your face when we walked out of the stuffed animal shop in pismo beach after dad made the stuffed sea otter "talk" in it's sea otter voice and say "marissa, don't leave me here alone." dad immediately regretted doing that when his youngest, most sensitive daughter started bursted out in tears as soon as we left the shop. about 55 dollars later, he purchased the sea otter that quickly became known as the overly loved, always present stuffed animal cuddly. i'm pretty sure he sleeps on your bed to this day. :)

-Janelle

I love my sister and I remember when--

2008-10-19T20:21:00.000-07:00

(in no particular year order)
she made me sit on her huge Mickey Mouse stuffed animals lap while she took pictures of me. If I moved, it was time to start over.
If I cried the same rule applied.

-Marissa

and this is where it begins...

2008-10-19T19:45:00.000-07:00

so yesterday marissa and i sat at my kitchen table laughing about all of our childhood memories. it's so special the bond that two sisters have- and is one of the things i cherish the most in this world. i'm sure marissa would agree. she is my best friend- we can finish each others sentences, constantly use the same expressions and always understand exactly what the other is thinking.

this blog was started to share memories that we find funny, touching and hopefully entertaining to the people who read our thoughts.

and so here we go... marissa you start... i remember that time when...