Welcome Home

Don’t you love going away? You get refreshed, renewed, and revived. Your mind is clear. Your body is rested. You have a smile on your face…then you come home. OK: it wasn’t that bad but you get the picture. As I drove up the mountain, laughing and singing badly to old eighties music I felt my blood pressure drop. Then coming back down the mountain on Saturday I could feel myself getting anxious again thinking about the to-do list and when to pickup who and where.

Christie and I had a great time. We always do. We laughed out loud,(crossing our legs tightly of course) we cried, we slept late, took naps, shopped, ate what we wanted when we wanted, and watched funny movies as well as sappy movies. (One was the Notebook. Have you seen that? OMG I was out of control crying after that one ended. It needs a warning label.)

Thank you for all the well wishes. I love sisterhood. I love my Be-Fri. Be-Fri is the front part of best friends. She is st-end. Or maybe it is the other way around, who knows after all these years. (40 of them) We have incredible memories and continue to make more, hopefully one day when we are old we will be able to recount the years of a lifetime of friendships. By then I am sure we will both be wearing Depends.

Share a memory of your be-fi or is she st-end. I can wait to hear about her.