My two Karens

I have two friends named Karen.

Their last names are almost identical.

One I met at 18.

The other I met at 28.

One I met in school.

One I met at work.

One calls me Liz.

The other calls me Elizabeth.

Both have killer bodies and are thin.

Both have little boys.

Both named their child using some form of their own names.

Both have infectious smiles and sense of humors.

Both have bubbly personalities.

Both sign their name the same.

Neither knows of the other.

:-)