Cassidy Warren

I have been hanging out with Cassidy since high school.  We have hung out a lot over the past few years due to his employment allowing him lots of free time.  I feel like we were college roommates even though we weren't, due to all the nights he spent on our couch in Oxford.  Cassidy is always down for just about anything, especially beach trips to Miami, Key West, Panama City, Orange Beach, and Biloxi.  Cassidy likes taking it easy. When we were in Biloxi a couple summers ago, we wanted to go do something but Cassidy just wanted to sit around and enjoy a coke on a lazy Sunday afternoon.  He's just a laid back kind of guy.  He can also grow a heck of a mustache when he is in between jobs!

Hillary Jones

It was an August afternoon in 1997 on the playground at Shannon Elementary. My friends and I were in a wad making up dance moves to the new Spice Girls song when Mrs Keith, a 4th grade teacher, came over and directed our attention to the new blonde-headed kid in her class that was standing on the sidewalk. Mrs. Keith said that this Hillary kid had just moved to Shannon from Tupelo and that it would be nice if we introduced ourselves. I remember thinking, "why not?" We were forming a Spice Girl performance for the talent show and she did resemble Baby Spice, so I thought that it would be perfect. Our efforts did not work, though, because Hillary was a jerk face and said that she did not want to talk to us. Whatever. She eventually stopped pouting about her move to Shannon and agreed to be Baby Spice in the talent show. The rest is history.

We have spent a lot of time together, be it shooting turtles with a BB gun in her families pond or at sleepovers on Cherry Street. By the way, never ever feed Hillary cheese cubes. It leads to a long night. :)

Some of my greatest adventures in life have involved Hillary and Brewer Baptist Church. I'm pretty sure that we've gone from singing Father Abraham in Mrs. Kathryn's children's choir to playing I've Never every chance we could get. "I've never had blonde hair" got the Jones's every time. As a matter of fact, the youth group years were some of my favorite of the past 24 years. It's unbelievable how much time we all spent together. I don't think that there was a Sunday night that went by that were weren't at the Wendy's on South Gloster having pickle races down the windows.

We ate a lot of weird stuff back then and jumped off a lot of crazy stuff, so it's amazing that we're still alive. We had fun, though. Hillary really has been there though a lot of important times in my life and me in hers. That's why I want her up there by me on the Big Day. We share a lot of inside stories so it would just be weird if when we're old and gray, I couldn't say, "Little Hill, remember what happened on July 14, 2012." She'll be at the bar with a lot of makeup on.

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Justin Dickinson

I started hanging out with this guy in high school and have been friends since we had a few classes together.  We were roommates at Ole Miss for two years, the longest of any of my former roommates.  From grilling out every Friday night with the neighbors to going to Cotton Bowls in Dallas we have had a lot of good times in Oxford.  I credit him with getting me to try a lot of new things that I now enjoy, such as eating sushi, wearing shorts, and sometimes staying up past 10:00 PM.  I don't think we ever got in a fight when we lived together, but he has made me mad when we lived together by waking me up while I was sleeping in my leather recliner by throwing the TV remote at me.  We decided on who got the bedroom with the private bathroom by playing an epic 5 game series of NCAA baseball 05.  With the series tied at 2 to 2. He won the 5th game 2 to 1 and the private bathroom.

The Draft

I don't know if y'all have ever had to share anything with anybody, I'm assuming that you have because most people do, whether it be a Barbie Dream House with your sister or a 4-wheeler with your brother. Well, Mallory and I have literally shared EVERYTHING most of our lives, starting with Mae Whitehead's womb. I'm talking about pets, toys, a Nintendo 64, an iPod there for a little while, a computer, the Ford Fusion for about six years, a room for as long as I can remember. That is, except for that one week when we were about 11 and she got mad at me and moved down the hallway. I guess that you can say that we have shared hair styles because when I maliciously cut my own hair in  first grade, Mama made Mallory get the very same hair cut. She must have known about some unwritten twin rule that we didn't. We share a birthday, and have shared a birthday cake for the past 24 years (Mama may have gotten us each for for our first birthday and maybe once during our teenage years, but that's still 22/24 years of sharing a cake.) As of March, we were up to 48 candles on one cake. 

We even shared a cell phone for a little while, which seems completely insane now. It was right at the end of the massive-sized permanently attached car phones and the beginning of "The Brick - Nokia 5110" era. The first text message that I ever got was from a boy named Obie. I didn't know what a text was or if it was meant for me or Mallory, but he was cute so I claimed it. That's what happens when you share stuff. We eventually got separate cell phones, but it was only after we started working at two different jobs our first year at ICC.

After ICC, we moved to Columbus to go to the W, where we shared an apartment. Mama being Mama bought us lots of household items that we, of course, had to share:  a Crock Pot, George Foreman grill, deep fryer, etc. Then there are the things that we went in together to buy for our apartments, like an awesome green chest of drawers, end tables, and kitchen tables. There were lots of things that belonged to both of us.

Then we had our legal divorce.

On April 26, 2012, in honor of the 77th annual meeting of the National Football League, we split our stock. We did it right, too, true draft style. Since neither of us had the worst record in the league, we flipped a coin to see who would go first. Mama and Baby Black Cat officiated. 

I won the coin toss!

For anyone who cares, here are how things panned out..

1st pick - Megan - sewing machine.

2nd and 3rd - Mallory -metal chicken and hand-me-down China cabinet

4th and 5th - Megan- blue end table and green chest of drawers

6th and 7th - Mallory - green decorative platter and ugly orange chair

8th and 9th - Megan - George Foreman and vacuum cleaner

10th and 11th - Mallory - clothes hamper and hand mixer

and after a lengthy discussion,

12th and 13th - Megan - CrockPot and deep fryer

14th and 15th - Mallory - table and bathroom cabinets

It really did go much smoother than anyone anticipated. I reckon that every once in a while I'll miss sharing a bedroom with Mallory. And I really will miss looking in her closet when there's nothing to wear in mine. But, we're both getting new people to share stuff with: Ben and Jeremy.