Friends

I've been meaning to write this post for awhile. It seems to me that I have the greatest friends. My parents constantly say I have good taste in friends and my friends constantly prove them right. My dad said maybe not so much in guys, but I think he's wrong, so we'll ignore that.

My favorite/best friends are loyal, insightful, caring, funny, silly, crazy, honest or some assortment of those traits. Recently I realized none of them are as headstrong as I am or at least not to me. Can you imagine a duplicate of me? I would probably kill her for standing up to me about everything. It's not a bad thing though. At times they make decisions too.

But take for example, last thursday. We were discussing what to have Kenny buy at Hannaford. One friend wanted rum and coke. Another one wanted vodka. But they kept saying they would go with either. So eventually I had to step in and decide on rum and pepsi and juice (so the vodka preference wouldn't taste the rum). That took about 15 minutes to decide by the way.

Anyway, I love these people because they make me laugh and feel okay when I'm sad, which isn't often lately. (by lately I mean in the past week) At this moment Ali is being distraught (jokingly) about not being on 'My Top Followers' list and Hallie is determined to be #1 on that list (she's 2nd). It's quite hilarious and you know what else make me laugh? A man who is secure enough to make fun of his own Maine accent and himself. :-)