My best friend just called. She’s in town for the weekend. We talked for exactly nine minutes. Here are the subjects we covered:
Labeling yourself “old” when you’re not, just to get out of doing things you should do and still can do. Also, not labeling yourself “old” because you will become older faster by defining yourself that way.
Jeep Cherokees, which both of our sons now drive. Are they theft magnets?
A female art student she’d like to fix Blue Kid up with. But, she lives in Virginia and he does not so how would they ever meet? But, they’d be perfect for each other.
How a second child can get the short end of the stick. And how that’s not fair and how her mother never let that happen.
How hard it is to let your children go out into the world and how you have to do it anyway whether you like it or not.
Fear.
When Reagan invaded Grenada.
Her old boyfriend and his old apartment.
Grieving.
Laziness.
Anti-depressants.
The sexual minds of men.
What we’re going to wear tonight when we meet at 7:30 for drinks and dinner.
Imagine what all we’ll be able to discuss when we’ll have hours to do it!
I take it a much longer post is in the works?
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | November 14, 2009 at 06:17 PM
You always seem to have the best friends.
Posted by: Kathleen Maher | November 14, 2009 at 08:32 PM
I take it a much longer post is in the works?
Was that an example of the sexual mind of a man? Or is this?
Posted by: Mandos | November 14, 2009 at 10:22 PM
Those last few would also double as awesome Jeopardy categories.
Posted by: Brando | November 17, 2009 at 02:27 PM
I love it! friends are the best.
Posted by: Kathleen (in Oakland) | November 17, 2009 at 03:59 PM
Great BG flav to this one.
Posted by: Pinko Punko | November 19, 2009 at 03:09 AM
Hi PP!
Posted by: blue girl | November 19, 2009 at 07:38 AM
I wish I had conversations to relate.
Posted by: Pinko Punko | November 19, 2009 at 10:53 AM
I will talk to you Pinko.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | November 19, 2009 at 06:23 PM