You are looking at my best friend . Last night we had a *big girl * sleepover , stayed up until after 3 am laughing and drinking white wine and talking about the olden days of the sixties and when our kids were young and wondering how in tarnation we got so old so fast . Our fashions have changed ,our hairstyles have changed , and our lifestyles have changed ..but our friendship has remained a constant and a true gift from God . I wish that all of you have at least one lifetime friend that you can count on through the years ,the laughter and the tears . Rock on redhead and thank you for a great time !
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Big girl sleepovers
You are looking at my best friend . Last night we had a *big girl * sleepover , stayed up until after 3 am laughing and drinking white wine and talking about the olden days of the sixties and when our kids were young and wondering how in tarnation we got so old so fast . Our fashions have changed ,our hairstyles have changed , and our lifestyles have changed ..but our friendship has remained a constant and a true gift from God . I wish that all of you have at least one lifetime friend that you can count on through the years ,the laughter and the tears . Rock on redhead and thank you for a great time !
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my God!!
We are still boob delicious, I mean bo delicious after all these years!! Tears keep your skin moisturized, and laughter fills in the fine lines!
we are indeed a couple of"Sassy Forever Friends"
Wander where there is no path!!
That's not tough for us!
WOW good for you guys. Real friends are so rare. I am 36 and I have a best friend who I have had since we were both in Kindergarden (age 5) we have been through it all together. I still remember the time when I was studying at Dawson College and Harriet (my bestest bud) was at the Universite De Montreal and I heard about the shooting on the radio that had taken place where that crazy guy shot all women and my heart just sunk. I felt my heart actually hurting... my voice was trembling and I could barely speak. I got on the phone right away to call her house and hope that maybe by the grace of god she was NOT in school that day. I spoke to her mother (who ONLY speaks greek) who was crying on the phone saying she haden't heard from her yet. I made my way from Dawson to Universite de Montreal thinking that maybe I can find her outside (who the hell thinks that?) but at that moment it felt like my insides were shutting down, such a weird feeling I still remember it. Plus her mom told me to call her if I heard any news, so I would keep calling her house to see if she had called in. (This was pre-cell phone days). In any case she was fine and had left school earlier in the day to do some shopping. When I spoke to her later that night I broke down on the phone I was soooooooooooooo happy she was OK. We have gone through everything together and I still LOVE her more than anything - she is a part of me more than I ever imagined. She is also the godmother of my daughter. So now she is stuck with me forever.
God Bless you Harriet and hey I love ya!
See, to me - in that picture - you guys look like you were just in trouble 5 minutes before it was taken, and now you're tryin' to pretend you're all innocent and everything, but you enjoyed being in trouble too much to hide the truth!
Well goodness gracious great balls of fire ...I see 2 angels but to each his own .....hah!
All I see are two rocking ladies! Who really know how to have a good time!
Keep smilin!
Goodness gracious its Susan on my blog ..fancy meeting you here . The red head and I still manage to have some good times despite our chronological age .Welcome to Ma Hortons world of virtuality ...because virginality is long gone and originality is alive and well .
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