I love Stace. I really do. That chick CRACKS ME UP!! Partly because we have a BLAST together!! And partly because she is SO BLONDE!! Case in point. I went to a banquet and the keynote speaker told a joke. He said, "I'm going to tell you what Liz Taylor told her 2nd husband, 'I won't be here long.'" Lol. Know what Stace said? "Why is he quoting Liz Taylor?" Ummm... OR. Why is he doing a Liz Taylor joke in a room almost completely full of black people AND in 2010... And about her 2nd husband which I'm sure was more than 50 years ago and what 6 marriages ago? TIMELY. ROTFL!!! I love Stace.
I won't even go into the China conversation BUT I have another great Stace story that has nothing to do with being blonde and that I was supposed to tell years ago! She has this thing over spilled milk. She might not cry over it but she will be so disgusted she... wait. Let me back up.
When we were at Hampton, I knew she had this thing over spilled milk. It makes her crazy. Just seeing it she closes her eyes in disgust and has to compose herself. My HU little brother (we all had fake little brothers/sisters that we would treat like our real little brothers/sisters-- give rides if we had cars, help them find books, whatever) spilled milk out of his overflowing cereal bowl as he was walking to his table in the cafe one day and she was like, "Ew. Look at your little brother. So disgusting. That nasty. I don't like him now." Sweetest guy!! I was laughing... but the best is yet to come!
So we're sitting with this guy Sol and he's like, "What is her problem?" I said, "Spilled milk grosses her out." He's a jerkish type person and he says, "I don't get it. It's just milk. What's the problem?" "So what happens when she sees spilled milk?" "It just grosses her out." "That's crazy." So then he decides to spill some milk on the table to see what happens. She freaks out... but only a little. She cuts her eyes at him and calls him names, probably curses at him and tries to regain her composure. So Sol goes, "What happens if you spill it on her?" I was like, "I have no idea but don't do it." See? I'm a good friend. He did it anyway! Milk dribbled down her arm. She SCREAMED. Wiped her arm, stood up, put her unfinished tray of food on the conveyor belt, said, "I have to go take a shower" and stormed out of the cafe PISSED. I am DY.ING. LAUGHING!!! You have to go take a shower?!?!?! And she swore I put him up to it. I DIDN'T!!! But that didn't make it less funny!!!!!! Oh that was hilarious!! I'm cracking up now just thinking about it!!!
We didn't see her for at least an hour. She came to our dorm (she lived in a different dorm than the rest of our crew-- we almost all lived on the same floor, too) and I was like, "Where did you go???" She said, "I told you I had to take a shower." Incredulous, "So you really took a shower because you had milk on your arm?" "Yes." "You couldn't just wash your arm?" "No." OUT. DEAD!!!! ROTFCrying!!!! SO. FUNNY!!! And the best part? She doesn't even know why she cries over spilled milk! Oh I love her.