Abbey and I in Charlevoix, MI 1998 My mom used to tell me not to depend on one friend for everything. She said: "It's hard to get everything you need from one friend, each friend wears a different hat." In other words, you may have one friend you love to gossip with, one friend you love to shop with, one friend you can trade secrets with...
I'm very lucky. I actually have one friend I can say or do anything with and tomorrow she's coming here from Dallas with her youngest daughter who is just a few months younger than Frankie! No husbands, just the girls. Oh yeah, baby. JUST.THE.GIRLS.
How excited am I?
Get me a diaper.
Get me a diaper.
Abbey is my best friend. We met at The Ohio State University many years ago and we've been friends ever since. Abbey was actually friends with my roomate when we met. Soon enough, Abbey began "cheating" on my roomate when we decided we liked each other more than we liked her. (Mean, I know). Abbey used to call our apartment and hang up when my roomate answered (real mature), but I'd know it was her and I'd call her right back (Ahh...the days before Caller ID...).
We've been through the good and the bad together, Abbey and I--and there have been lots of both. She's the Gail to my Oprah, the Beavis to my Butthead. I am looking forward to several days of face stuffing, much celebrating, present opening, coffee drinking, magazine reading, diaper changing, movie watching, baby strolling, dog walking, power shopping, bottle giving, errand running, Kid Rock singing, Disney playing, coney dog eating--(her, not me) and the kind of genuine and knowing laughter that makes whatever you're drinking come out of your nose.
We've been through the good and the bad together, Abbey and I--and there have been lots of both. She's the Gail to my Oprah, the Beavis to my Butthead. I am looking forward to several days of face stuffing, much celebrating, present opening, coffee drinking, magazine reading, diaper changing, movie watching, baby strolling, dog walking, power shopping, bottle giving, errand running, Kid Rock singing, Disney playing, coney dog eating--(her, not me) and the kind of genuine and knowing laughter that makes whatever you're drinking come out of your nose.
Is it tomorrow yet?
Let's get it on, Darlin'!
Let's get it on, Darlin'!
9 comments:
Rob, you are the Bert to my Ernie, the Minnie to my Daisy, and I could go on! I agree...it is tomorrow yet? I can't even get my stuff together because I can't focus on any one thing...Oh...a duck!
You are my BFF; and our daughters will quickly understand the power of BFF. I just want to hug you. And tell Franklin "The Texans are coming! The Texans are coming!"
xoxoxoxoxo
Hey...see y'all tomorrow! I need coffee.
Have fun y'all. Abbey needs lots more shoes and purses, and Nadia, as you will see, also needs more shoes, clothes and purses. Luci needs a new wardrobe and more make-ups. She probably needs some open-toe shoes with heels as well. Don't go too crazy with this stuff.
ARPP
i miss my friends, and you
Charlevoix ! Now there's a blast from the past. I may be dating myself, but I used to go to the Castle for concerts there. Enjoy your girl time!
Is Motor City still standing? It's awfully quiet.
How lucky I am to be able to observe in person what the other people just get to read about. Our grandaughter has a smile that can light up a room, and when it's directed at me, it can also melt an old man's heart. She is such a joy.
Reading your blog is also a joy. Thanks for sharing. I love you and Cody and Frankie very much.
(Grandpa) Jimmy
JWB -
You need to be this for your little girl - it's very cute.
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Sharon
JWB -
You need to buy this for your little girl - it's very cute.
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Sharon
Sorry for posting twice - error in first one.
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