Sunday, October 5, 2014

Shout out to my friends, part 2

Hey-O, friends. This one's for you!
(Again, I couldn't fit everyone in a single post, so expect another soon.)

To quote White Christmas, "Sisters. Sisters. Never were there such devoted sisters," Sarah and I are hopelessly devoted to quality writing, laughing, and awesomeness, and therefore are willing constituents of Nerdom and Whedonverse. We prefer to see the world through an optimist's lens and never take ourselves to seriously. She is bright, talented, funny, and fully equipped to combat a zombie apocalypse with the frontal assault of bad puns, followed by an arsenal of survival strategies gleaned from years of research. Obviously.

I heart you, Sarah-ba-dare-ah.

Normalcy is overrated.

“True friends are always together in spirit. (Anne Shirley)” 


C is about 10 years my elder, so we didn't know each other much until I was well into adulthood, but I'm sure glad we had the opportunity. She is the most selfless person I know. If we even happened to be in a hostage situation, you could count on her to befriend the bad guys, talk them down with her amicable charm, and, later after the weapons were cast aside voluntarily, she'd take the whole lot, hostages and criminals, out for mani-pedis. She's a peacemaker with the heart the size of Virginia.
And I love her guts.

New Orleans, 1996. Three sisters in the finest 90s attire Walmart could provide. 

“Be slow to fall into friendship, but when you are in, continue firm and constant.” 
― Socrates


Kris is the inspiration behind my ENTIRE writing career. Back in 2001, I read something she wrote in a notebook and thought, "Hey, I bet I could write too!" I launched head-long into a life-long aspiration, and can firmly say that her words--though I don't recall the exact passage--galvanized me to dream, to achieve. For that I can NEVER repay her, but I hope she knows how much her friendship means to me. We are silly gigglers when together and share an obsession with Neil Gaiman and Doctor Who. She's got mad art skillz and superb taste in music. She is a forever pal. (You'll never be rid of me! bwahahahaha!)

Tube-tops aren't my thing. Kris is. 

“It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.” 

“There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.” 
― P.G. Wodehouse


Lisa - She and I met because...well, her brother and I were high school sweethearts. Despite our terrible, crippling break-up after senior year (the boy and me), I found Lisa again in my late twenties and just like that our friendship was restored. In some respects we have unassailable differences--*ahem* politics--but good friends, like boxers, can manage to feign right when confronted by an opposing jab, especially when the contender is irreversibly stubborn. ;) Nevertheless, we get along great. Superficially, the glue to our relationship is our affinity for shoes and clothes, and our fierce love for our babies, but the true adhesive is emotional support she provided me during a 2-3 year crucible.  She is the epitome a Christ-like sister. She mourned with me when I mourned and gave me the means to escape to her waiting shoulder. For that I am eternally grateful. Love you, Lisa!

When you wish upon a star, you get Lisa.

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.” 


Z-man and I have known each other for 17 years (12 1/2 of that as husband and wife), and our origin-story, circa 1997, could be the love child of My So-Called Life and Freaks and Geeks. I cannot wait to write that memoir. He makes me laugh, shares my interest in ALL things nerdy, and  dresses up for ComicCon or Halloween when I bat my eyelashes. He puts up with my nagging and shoe fetish--though, to be fair, his is just as strong--and is an Olympic-grade snuggler. I love you!

Last Halloween with my Z-man. 

“The best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can imagine yourself with.”


Spike - Woman's best friend. An angel on earth.


“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.” 

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