BFF
I hate that we are so far apart…
So, I spent the remainder of my evening on the phone with my best girlfriend, Sarah. We spent the whole of last night with a bottle or so of red wine and an earpiece, yakking late into the evening.
The whole prompt to this post generally had to do with her goading me after I reminded her of what she had to say after our last evening chat. Let me quote that for you here:
Ok…so we’ve covered that my hungover ass is still in my robe at home, but at least you made it to the office, shouldn’t you be working?
I’m never drinking a bottle and a half of wine with you-while on the phone… ever again!!!
Keep in mind that was said at about, a little over a week ago. I promptly responded, ” Uh huh… that’s what they alll say. But they ALWAYS come back for more.”< Just so you know - She just uncorked the second bottle of the night In case you were keeping score: Wine - 2, Sarah - 0.
*snork*
I love that girl. If I had a picture of her I'd post it...
Hang on, I think I have a few of us on her wedding day:
Ok, and here is the picture of her and I after I caught the GODDAMN BOUQUET at her wedding.
Except not so much caught, as she threw it and I didn’t want to have the “Wedding Bouquet Juju” so it ended up at my feet:
Yes, notice the sheer state of JOY she is in?? Can you really say it was a casual “toss” in my direction? I don’t know…
You can tell, I was so happy about it.
But like I said, I love that girl.
See? That’s me and her below, with THE bouquet in question. Can’t you feel the love:
She lives in Seattle, and I’m in San Diego.
We grew up in San Clemente together, during high school.
We were roommates while I went to college. She met and instantly disliked my son’s father. She claims that she wants to be the litmus test for any future relationships I have.
I was the maid of honor in her wedding 1.5 years ago. I cried more than she did as I stood by her side that day. Every single one was a tear of joy. Her husband is a fucking awesome guy, with a great sense of humor and a heart of gold.
We get along famously:
I have no doubt he will always be there to take good care of her.
She was so nervous about the wedding, I joked that if she didn’t marry him that I would. She practically stomped down the aisle, as if she thought I were serious. Well, not really stomped, but we laugh about it now.
Now I tell her if he ever leaves her that I’ll marry her myself. Hey - it’s *almost* legal here in California… hehe
I briefly dated her older brother while we were in high school. He took me to Winter Formal and Senior Prom. Not long after that my requisite six-month boredom set in and I quit calling him. It wasn’t personal, it was just they way I was.
Her younger brother was comatose after a tragic accident only four months ago. Today he is not only alive, but by all accounts, completely functional. You would never guess that three months ago he clung to life with the help of a dedicated team of experts, some really gnarly-ass machinery, round the clock prayers, and a thread of life that kept him with us. It’s fucking crazy, but cooler than anything I’ve ever seen or heard of in my whole life - the fact that he is almost back to his normal self. He’s got some healing left to do, but damned if he didn’t amaze the fuck out of me with his recovery.
Sarah - I love having you as the best friend a girl EVER had, and the sister I NEVER had. You’re family to me… Don’t ever change, girl!
