Monday, August 22, 2011

Facebook Friends: Jason - Jean

Jason Roton
A very sharp, outgoing, and hilarious q-ball-headed father of 2 unfortunately beautiful children. Unfortunate for everyone else's kids, that is.



Jason Scollin
I hope every girl who goes away to college has a guy like Jason on the floor above her. A guy whose stout brawniness makes her feel safe from the bumbling drunks stumbling around campus at any given hour. A guy who would rip any guys head off who was even slightly disrespectful (or at least give him a firm verbal threat.) A guy who hangs out in her dorm room watching MTV with her all day while she lube his new super stupid flaming eagle tattoo. A guy who she can call at any hour to escort her to the dining hall so she doesn't have to eat alone. A guy who she can make fun of relentlessly who will dish it right back. A guy who is a genuine friend who never makes moves on her or makes her feel like he's hanging out with her expecting some sort of payoff. A guy who will say, "Psssh. No you're not." when she tells him that she's every bit as pretty as Jennifer Love Hewitt. Yep. Ever girl needs a guy like Jason.



Jason Scott
Jason Scott is a big deal to me. I don't see him anymore. We live worlds apart. He's on one side of the river, I live on the other. You know how that is, right, St. Louis?

Before I crossed over to the big city, Jason had a pretty big influence on me. I was a new Christian hanging out in the shallow end of the spiritual pool and Jason was doing cannon balls and back flips over in the deep end. What? Cannon balls? Can you do that over there? I thought it was more like lap swimming. A straight line between the rope at an appropriate speed to go the distance. You know, dignified.  That's not what Jason was doing. He was having fun and I wanted to have fun, too. It's not just about fun for him by ANY means. Jason is a pusher. He's not afraid to challenge you. That big heart of his is full of wiseness, passion, stubbornness and tell-it-like-it-isness. He's good stuff.



Jason Zellmer
Jason is a great man. That is such a simple sentence, but in my mind, it says so much. To me it's someone who leads. Not mafia-style fear-inducing type of leading, but inspiring people to follow with compassion, creativity, insight, accessibility, honesty, wisdom, bravery and a great sense of humor. I haven't seen him in years, but I know that he is doing incredible things the pastor of Peine Ridge Church in Wentzville. If you're out that way and looking for a church to call home, I suggest you check them out.



Jean Cimino
This is my Momma. The woman who bestowed unto me her good looks, her sparkling personality, her short attention span and, yes, her turkey neck. We have a really unique relationship that I cherish above any other. It is by no means perfect. She crabs at me about the way I stand, dress, do my hair, the way I (don't) clean and the way I don't live up to my potential. I crab at her about the way she can never find her keys, the way she obsessively plays Bejewelled, and her myriad of unintentional quirks like opening her eyes too wide and chicken-winging her arms while she's driving.  My mom and I don't make much of an effort to be polite to one another. And why should we? That's the best part about being a family. You can let all your ugly hang out and they love you anyways.

And love each other we do! Saying that we're "close" doesn't really seem to encompass how tight we really are. We talk about EVERYTHING. Life changing decisions? I call mom first. Heartbroken? I call mom first. Exciting news? Mom again. Just need to vent? Mom. Absolutely nothing to say at all? You guessed it. I call mom. In fact, I would say that talking to my Mom is my favorite hobby. Do I take her advice all the time? Heck, no. But I always want to know her opinion.

Mom has been through a lot the past few years. She's the caretaker of my entire family and there's been plenty of care-taking to do. From one side of the country to the other, she puts her life aside and does the what needs to be done. When she's not doing that, she's working 12-hour night shifts in the ER. She's been completely selfless and tireless. She needs a break! Hopefully, with my sister and I both moving down to atlanta be near her, she'll get one. Maybe not. But, at least she won't have to drive so far to rescue us.


3 comments:

  1. Hotlanta?! Do you have a job lined up there? There are some cool people there, I hope you like it!

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  2. Jenny, No one does it better than you. I really mean that. (except for that cleaning, dressing, posture thingy of course. We can work on that.)

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  3. Again. No one does it like you. Thank you for reminding me who I am.

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