Watch me do my imitation of a skunk

(Inside joke...only the gal about whom I'm writing will get it. Let's just say it was one of those 'ya hadda be there' things)

Gawd, I love my friends. I don't have a lot...not many at all, really, despite me being such a sparkling, extroverted, gadabout. (ahem) But those few that I have...well, I'd entrust 'em with my life.

Hey, they already know all my deepest, darkest secrets (like the skunk story) and a few others. I figure if my secrets are safe with them, so's my life.

And friends like that...well, it's funny. No matter how long a time goes by...no matter how much water passes under the bridge...you can still pick up the phone and call 'em and it's like ya just talked to 'em yesterday.

Take Mary, for instance. (That may or may not be her real name...after all, 'Mary' is a pretty generic name, right?) I'd just gotten outa the shower and was drying my hair and "I should call Mary" just popped into my head.

Now, I haven't talked to Mary in probably...oh...six or eight months, at least. I've gotten a couple emails from her, but she's terrible about answering me. (Get OVER that, sister!) Growing up, we lived within a mile of each other. We went to school together. Though we had different positions, we worked together at three, separate jobs. While we didn't go to nursing school together, we both wound up becoming nurses rather late in life and we worked at the same place for years. We both love animals. We both like being by ourselves. We both loooove fried 'taters and broccoli...not mixed together, though.

Our birthdays are even within a couple days of each other, though I'm a year older....dammit. That USED to be a good thing. Today...well...not so much. We both have very similar senses of humor. Sometimes that's a good thing. Sometimes it just gets us into trouble.

Anywho, like I said, it was like we'd just talked to each other yesterday. Though I'm pretty sure if I'd just talked to her yesterday, we wouldn't have talked for an hour. But, talkin to Mary just makes me feel....good. Ya know?

Did I mention that we both dislike talkin on the phone? heh

Oh, and I forgot to tell ya, Mary (which may or may not be her name)...I love ya, honey.