Friends in Deed
The first time I met Brenda, three years ago, we were both standing in my entryway scolding our kids. I knew I liked her right away. She was tough but fair..not a typical mom, no Christmas sweaters, no craft hobbies. She was a personal trainer and coach she said..I was so impressed.
The first time I met Brenda, three years ago, we were both standing in my entryway scolding our kids. I knew I liked her right away. She was tough but fair..not a typical mom, no Christmas sweaters, no craft hobbies. She was a personal trainer and coach she said..I was so impressed.
She had fire in her eyes, and a warm smile.
Our boys soon became inseparable. Their typical boyhood antics drove us both crazy. Running through the neighborhood, forgetting everything.... they were all over the board that year.
Our boys soon became inseparable. Their typical boyhood antics drove us both crazy. Running through the neighborhood, forgetting everything.... they were all over the board that year.
We were both exhausted.
We instantly bonded at her kitchen table that sweltering hot North Carolina summer.
I, flipping though the pages of her fitness magazines, her crazy running around doing nine things at once while frantically re-pushing the button on her damn Sensio coffee maker as if it were pods of heroin.
We instantly bonded at her kitchen table that sweltering hot North Carolina summer.
I, flipping though the pages of her fitness magazines, her crazy running around doing nine things at once while frantically re-pushing the button on her damn Sensio coffee maker as if it were pods of heroin.
Within two years of our friendship, we began acting WORSE then our kids.
I now fully expect Brenda to pull down her jeans and press her white ass against her front door window each time she sees me pull up. She has shamelessly taken off her underware at a fine restaurant without anyone knowing, (skirt) and launched it across the outdoor patio over top of patrons heads. (The manager brought them back to her reminding her of the importance of keeping them on)
We have been known to hold hands in public just to shock, grab each others boobs in pictures, and tear through a store to remodel her entire house in 20 minutes while she was on break from work. (Yes its true, chairs, area rugs, pillows, artwork, plants and a complete Queen sized bedding ensemble)
We soon found out we both share the same passion for writing and escaping life at times, love the beach, NYC, and sometimes even share the same dreams for the future...
We concluded that we don't cook much (we heat) we have testosterone and should have been men minus the "unit" or back hair, working out is a must, and we will buy into any facial product because we are gullible and desperate. (dog shit? For wrinkles? OK I'll take three.)
We have traveled together, laughed together, drank together, told each other our deepest thoughts and biggest secrets and sobbed over hurts. She has read me a Dr. Seuss book as I lay my head in her lap...("oh the places you'll go"...I think I even sucked my thumb...)
I now fully expect Brenda to pull down her jeans and press her white ass against her front door window each time she sees me pull up. She has shamelessly taken off her underware at a fine restaurant without anyone knowing, (skirt) and launched it across the outdoor patio over top of patrons heads. (The manager brought them back to her reminding her of the importance of keeping them on)
We have been known to hold hands in public just to shock, grab each others boobs in pictures, and tear through a store to remodel her entire house in 20 minutes while she was on break from work. (Yes its true, chairs, area rugs, pillows, artwork, plants and a complete Queen sized bedding ensemble)
We soon found out we both share the same passion for writing and escaping life at times, love the beach, NYC, and sometimes even share the same dreams for the future...
We concluded that we don't cook much (we heat) we have testosterone and should have been men minus the "unit" or back hair, working out is a must, and we will buy into any facial product because we are gullible and desperate. (dog shit? For wrinkles? OK I'll take three.)
We have traveled together, laughed together, drank together, told each other our deepest thoughts and biggest secrets and sobbed over hurts. She has read me a Dr. Seuss book as I lay my head in her lap...("oh the places you'll go"...I think I even sucked my thumb...)
I am miss "sassy pants..gotta know what the hell is on your mind".... and she puts up with me.
She looses everything.... and I put up with her..
We honestly share true joy, fun, honesty and gratitude for each others friendship. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. (OK, I'd donate a kidney but draw the line my Sephora lip plumping lip gloss...she'd loose it in a heartbeat.)
This week we had a photo shoot together for some business promos we had, and a mini fashion shoot I did to send to a local agency who sees a need for a 42 year old women in a much to low-cut vintage dresss... dunno...a print ad for Geritol..? Fiber? (Look she is constipated and still wears polka-dots, walks, talks and smiles)!
We had a blast together that day,..messing around...being stupid... she...trying to make me laugh in the background...
The proofs popped into my email box tonight as I sat curled up in bed with a glass of wine....it brought tears to my eyes and made me smile to realize I had to move 1200 miles from MN just to find her....when I am an old woman I will look at these pictures and know that I lacked nothing in her selfless friendship and I am blessed.
We honestly share true joy, fun, honesty and gratitude for each others friendship. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. (OK, I'd donate a kidney but draw the line my Sephora lip plumping lip gloss...she'd loose it in a heartbeat.)
This week we had a photo shoot together for some business promos we had, and a mini fashion shoot I did to send to a local agency who sees a need for a 42 year old women in a much to low-cut vintage dresss... dunno...a print ad for Geritol..? Fiber? (Look she is constipated and still wears polka-dots, walks, talks and smiles)!
We had a blast together that day,..messing around...being stupid... she...trying to make me laugh in the background...
The proofs popped into my email box tonight as I sat curled up in bed with a glass of wine....it brought tears to my eyes and made me smile to realize I had to move 1200 miles from MN just to find her....when I am an old woman I will look at these pictures and know that I lacked nothing in her selfless friendship and I am blessed.
