Posts from — December 2007

I have a good friend who was born 30 years ago tomorrow. About fifteen years later we met at a slumber party where the main topics of conversation were boys, tampons, and strapless bras. Seven and eight years after that, we participated in each others weddings. By chance we ended up in the same city right after that, and now, 5 years later, we’ve never lived more than 5 minutes apart. I don’t know if you were keeping up with that math, but that means we’ve been friends for 15 years. Which means she can now say she has known me for half her life. Half her life! Which I’m sure is what she is most incredulous about on her 30th birthday. Because all things revolve around me.

She is the kind of friend who drives over to get you after you’ve called her house repeatedly at 2am and told her your tummy hurts so could she please drive you to the emergency room? And then sits up with you all night while you ralph into the impossibly small jellybean shaped hospital tray. She’s also the kind of friend who comes over to hold your baby all night long so that you and your husband can take care of your vomiting selves and maybe get some sleep. Incredibly she even helps you again, when you have a THIRD barfing-related incident that we need not expound on. And basically, any friend that has seen all of the members of your family throw up and continues to be your friend, well, that’s a good friend. She’s also one of the only people I can talk to for 6 hours straight and wish that we had more time to talk. She’s the very first person I told (besides Lorso) when I found out I was pregnant. She’s my emergency contact on many a form. She’s a sane voice when I sometimes feel as though I’m going crazy. She’s a whole lot of pretty awesome things.

Once in college someone took a silly picture of us at a lake, and neither one of us can remember who’s idea this was or why we actually did it, but it’s one of my favorite pictures now. I think it’s a good representation of our personalities in subtle ways, and I like to look at it now and think of all the things we have done together since that picture and how our lives have intertwined in ways we hadn’t imagined they would.

I asked her once if it was hard having a birthday on a holiday, and she said that she just imagines when she sees the fireworks in Australia and throngs of people in Times Square that they are all celebrating that she was born. I think that’s lovely.

So tonight when we all raise a glass to toast the New Year on our big boat in the sea, I will also be raising my glass to my friend, wishing I could be there with her to celebrate the night she turns thirty years old. And the whole boat will toast her along with me.

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Thanks and have a great week.

We’ve made it to Tampa, and have a whole day to chill before leaving on the cruise. I’m not gonna lie, driving the Friday after Christmas was pretty brutal. But we know how to have a good time in the car, yes we do! We play such games as Find the Grimiest Bathroom on I-75 or Identify That Smell!, which provides hours of entertainment. Also, Bug and Lorso did some training for their event in the upcoming Olympics.

Ladies and Gentlemen, Synchronized Napping:

With form like that, I think we’re looking at a gold.

Words I Act Like I Understand In Conversations, But Really Only Have a Vague Notion of Their Meaning:

1. Ubiquitous
2. Blanche (this one doesn’t really count I guess, since I don’t understand most cooking terms)
3. Existentialism
4. Serendipitous
5. Banal

Best Ways to Drink a Coke, (in order)

1. From a fountain with lots of ice and a skinny straw
2. From a 20-oz. bottle that has been in the freezer for a little while
3. From a can that has been in the freezer for a little while
4. From a refrigerated 2-liter over lots of ice

Things That Have Not Happened to Me So Far:

1. Chicken Pox
2. Broken limb
3. Disneyworld
4. Bankruptcy
5. A tan

Ways I Know I’m a Really Bad Procrastinator:

1.

I just ate a Lean Cuisine that was supposed to be a chicken enchilada, but tasted curiously of tuna. I looked at the box to make sure it was chicken, and realized that they weren’t even able to make the picture on the box look appetizing, which is a really bad sign. In fact, my stomach says I better stop talking about it now.

I’m kind of at a loss as to what I am going to wear in the 85 degree weather on the cruise next week. I pulled down what I thought was a bag of summer clothes from the attic and prowled around in it, and it took me until trying on the SECOND article of clothing to realize that they were my old maternity clothes. Great! I’m ready to try on bathing suits now!