Who are you all anyways - as I approach 3000 hits, I wonder hmmmmm, who really reads these???
I am feisty as hell tonight fyi, it's the combo of some serious margaritas and dinner with an old friend - a dear, beautiful, perfect friend....
I have a buzz so significant from this evening I should probably not be doing this - will anyone understand or be able to decipher my ramble?
I don't know - I guess as they say, we shall see....
I will say, point blank - clear and concise, my ass cheeks are burnt to an ever loving crisp, and right now in this very moment, it hurts to sit on my ass.
My dermatologist would be super pissed off if he saw my skin in this ridiculous hue of IDK red maybe, like lobster red - a big, plump red Maine lobstah.
Speaking of Maine - WTF Boston BRUINS???
Not a real New Englander if you don't suffer the wrath of professional sports teams teasers and hair pullers. It's what we do, suffer and throw shit at the T.V. while screaming the "F" word and eventually conceding, "there is always next year"
Had dinner tonight with a hockey lover from way back - my California girl SARA D.
She is as Katy Perry sings - undeniable.
My girl was home for a quick VAC-A and I was lucky enough to steal her way from the Charlottesville masses to have her all to myself.
Ahhh friendship that stands the test of time - what a beautiful gift - to say the absolute least.
When she and I first met, it was over twelve years ago and she was a wee young lass - a high schooler if my memory serves me right (which btw, it usually does)
I can honestly say that Miss Sara has changed little in appearance in the twelve years of our enduring love affair - she is as breath takingly beautiful now as she was back then.
Cute as a button, full of sass and pure bad ass from the word go.
Go figure we got on so well.....
Tonight we had margaritas and pina colada's and conversation about life and all it's what if's - the shaken snow globe - the disillusionment - the confusion - the "I don't know what the fuck I am doing's"...
Good stuff those raw heart to hearts - and we as friends, but me with a significant age edge and a Mother's sensibility...
I told her that my world religions class has changed my out-look on life - it's NOW I now worry about, NOW is what matters and even if now seems confusing - you call the shots...All the shots - you are in the drivers seat.
I hope that my advice comes in handy to those whom I love. I hope I never share something that should stay in my head - whatever the case, right or wrong advice, Sara knows I am in it for the long haul - when this phase ends - on to the next one, on on to the next.
She told me she was proud of me for school - that means the world coming from a brilliant go getter like herself - she is someone I always have in the back of my mind when I cross shit off my to-do list - done Sara. D - cross it off.
I told her tonight that her father's painting, the one she literally took clean off the wall when I said I loved it - that painting has served as a reminder to me, every day of my life, to go get my shit in order and break the cycle of dysfunction.
I think I saw that girl tear up - think it hit her hard to know that she lives in my head and heart every single time my eyes gaze upon the colors put to canvas that she passed on to me with absolutely no hesitation.
People mean something to me. She means something to me. I don't do the people thing casually - you make an impression on me, it gets a permanent branding on my heart and in effect, we become one and the same.
I look at it every day Sara, always hang it right in my eye line....No matter where I go, it goes with me - symbolic of you.
Get the shit done, crush skulls with the stiletto's, wiggle sexily up the wrungs in that hot ass pencil skirt...
I am lucky as hell to have friends like her.
She said tonight as we parted "I will do better at keeping in touch" and yes, that would be lovely, BUT I told her "I'm always here - not going anywhere"
Great to have distance and real life not put undue pressure on love....
Thing about life is that it goes on and on and on...
Enduring friendship is the same way, on and on and on... Even when you don't see the face or hear the voice regularly, it's still going strong.
The corner of your life willl always have me in it.
And huh funny enough, I know mine will always have your pretty face in it too.
Thanks for the face time.
I love you.
And hey, since you are a true lover of the game of hockey - how bout a little vibe for your old Irish gal's home team...
Not Pakistan, but Brazil would be good.
xo
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