Friends

When you are in a serious relationship there are going to be various points in which your significant other meets your friends.  Friends who you have had for years, months, decades, whatever.  Friends whom you love to pieces and hold dear for various reasons.  When you meet the friends, inavertadely they will tell you more about your significant other.

Tonight G got to meet two of my best friends since elementary.  We’re not as close as we once were, and tonight during dinner I realized looking around at us and real seeing how different we are (and how cool that is) how glad I am that we met when we were kids and life was simpler, because otherwise I’m not sure our circles would have intersected.

In as much as I seem to be  very public person in some ways, it takes a lot to get to know me and get close to me.  I have a handful of people whom I’m very close with and adore for various reasons.  Tonight I gave thanks again for the wonderful “circle” so to speak.

In other old news, I’m really 45.  Somewhere I missed placed some change.

Thunder and Lighting

I hate storms.

The noise where I cannot see where it’s coming from, the rumbles that shake the house, what it does to my nerves is just not cool.

I love storms, when I’m not laying in bed alone listening to them.

I’m the “Mom”

My best friend was coughing and sniffling.

So I hand her a Sudafed to take right then, and a NyQuil.

I’m the “Mom”.

You’ll never work a day…

… if your career is something  you love.

Today was harried and crazy.  Looming deadlines, important client meeting, dollars on the table, dollars to go in the system, reports to do, people to call, and other things to get to and the list growing ever longer.

I paused today for a moment ready to scream, I was hitting the wall and if I thought too much about it, the more panicked I became.

Then I remembered, I am doing what I love, in the field I love, doing something I’m passionate about, working towards a long time goal, doing things that will work  me closer towards that goal.

*sigh* Still, I need an assistant.  =-D

Drrrrty Phone

So would it be considered phone sex if both parties got hot and bothered by a shared mutual interest, oh let’s say beach ball?  And they talked on the phone about the sport of playing beach ball in a slightly dirty manner?

“I can’t believe how hard we played beach ball today, the ball did get pretty dirty!”

“And you won’t believe the places where I got sand, in spite of wearing that speedo!”

Not the deepest thought on the beach…