Why I Haven’t Been Posting… And It Has Nothing To Do With The Ol’ Pinky Toe….

My friend M. lost everything she had in an apartment fire on Sunday night. The fire destroyed twenty units, including hers. Thankfully, she and her family were completely unharmed. They also had renter’s insurance.

I am so upset for her. We haven’t been friends for too terribly long. But we just sorta connected. The girl is exactly like me, but with smaller boobs. Her children are the same age as the boys. Her husband is just like my husband. It is almost freaky. But I digress. I am working on finding her things for her house. We have all got together and bought the girls new clothes. My boss bought towels,diapers,socks,underwear,deodorant, and the like. As well as clothes for her and D. I am very grateful to work for such an awesome boss. Very grateful.

She is doing okay. The girls are fine. She is just so damn scared. I don’t blame her. I’m scared for her. I cannot imagine what this must be like for her. I am just doing whatever I can to help out. So if I’m not here for a little bit, then you know why.

Keep her and her family in your prayers, please.

My friends…

I have been unbelievably blessed in the friends department. For most of my life. My first friend would have been my aunt Julie. My dad’s sister. I had the world’s hugest crush on this boy. Peter. Ah, Peter. My uncle thought it would be funny to do the whole Peter-peter-pumpkin-eater thing. And I was crushed. Crushed. My aunt rescued me. I have never forgotten that.

Fast forward several years…

My definition of “friends” has drastically changed.

My best friends are a group of women I have known since high school. With the exception of two of them. And one of them? Even longer than that!

They have seen me through every high and low. With never so much as an “I told you so”. Believe me, there were PLENTY of opportunities!

These women, whether they realize it or not, have shaped the woman I have become. I have learned tolerance, patience, and love. I would never have been the woman I am now without them.

So. I would like to give a “shout out” to them now. These warriors of truth, these givers of unconditional love, my friends…

Tess- my oldest friend. I love you. You have been spectacular, over the years.Always.

Lana- where do I begin? We have been through so much, together, and seperately. I love you.

Rhonda- my friend. The person who knew me when I was not always at my best, but still loved me anyway. Whose children still refer to me as “Aunt Jenny”. Which has always been the coolest thing ever. I have always considered that an honor. I love you.

Dubby- where do I begin? You were there for almost the birth of my second child! Had I known that could have been the catalyst, I WOULD HAVE MADE YOU LEAVE MUCH SOONER!!
Kidding, sort of. When you could have judged me, you didn’t. And for that? I love you.

These women, these restless souls, these givers of life, have humbled me. Have made me want to be a better person.And in having done so, have made me the friend I am now.

If only for having known them.

Going out…

Tonight, for the first time in not-so-recent memory I am going out with my best friend. Well one of ’em anyway. We are going to see Blue October(her fave band-EVAH!) at the Masquerade.

God. The Masquerade. What a rush of memories. Most of them good. They involve countless hours dancing to fetish music and drinking Nuclear Ice Tea’s. Don’t ask!It was an interesting time in my life to say the least. One that I do not regret.

But I am feeling so weird about going back to a place that the me of now no longer belongs in. And to be truthful? I have no desire to. That’s not who I am anymore.

The me of now is simply going to see a band with her friend.

Rock On!