Good Times

Well my friends, I’m back from my long weekend with Naïve-No-More. We had a fantastic time, and while it’s nice to be back in the arms of my loving men, I miss her terribly. It seems like we should still be able to laugh, smart off and just idly chat together throughout the day. I’m spoiled now and I miss my friend.

I know you’re all waiting with bated breath for juicy details, and I have many heart-thrilling thoughts and observances to share!

I went bearing wine for their bar … I took some that I found with her name on the label which I thought was fun – and then another kind for sheer laughs … after I was on my way the thought occurred to me that her husband might think I was trying to say something about HIM with this OTHER label - Luckily we’re friends too and he took no offense. ;)

BTW, this wine's pretty good. If you can find it, pick up a bottle.

After I arrived we hung out a bit, jabbering like tweens, jittery from adrenaline – 18 months is a long time for inseparable friends to go without seeing each other – before heading off to our scrapping event. We first went to her local crack dealer (e.g. the scrapbook store) where we bought some new fun tools, and then as Naïve mentioned in her memoirs, we stopped by Target for some items, where we caused all kinds of ruckus. She’ll tell you WE knocked over the display of cups, but I was nowhere near it. Well, I was near it, but I didn’t do it.

The scrapbook gathering wasn’t as productive as it could have been, but that’s okay - We were distracted by each other’s company mostly, which is a good excuse. We made a big mess and the girls all had fun teasing me about my accent (Huh? I don’t have an accent!). We stayed through Saturday and then took it to her place for the rest of the weekend.

Incidentally, on the way home we actually saw a guy in a car PICK his NOSE, examine his find, and then EAT IT! Can you believe that?

Saturday night we ordered our Chinese feast of General Tso Chicken, Moo Goo Beef, and of course, the king of all Chinese food as the main course - Crab Rangoon. Mmm, deep fried cheesy goodness. Back to the diet today, but we really enjoyed ourselves Saturday and refused to feel guilt or remorse about it either!

To compliment the spread I enjoyed some of Naïve and Mr. Naïve’s incredibly incredible chai beer. Look at that lovely amber color! And it tastes as sublime as it looks. Holy crap it was tasty. If I lived anywhere near them I’d be a complete booze hag on their brews. I learned that beer and pop are made pretty much the same way but you simply halt the fermenting process sooner when making pop so that it doesn’t generate alcohol. Additionally, I learned that ginger ale gets its flavor from ginger. I know that’s painfully obvious, but somehow the thought had not occurred to me.

The remainder of the while we spread our scrapping wares all over downstairs (okay, it was mostly me and my stuff taking over the place – she’s a much more tidy scrapper than I) and we continued to create and visit. Naïve turned me on to chalking, for which I’m still mad at her. I love it, it’s much easier and less messy than I thought, but now I have to go buy a bunch more stuff and will forevermore be unhappy with previous layouts. LOL. Thanks a LOT!

Besides eating and scrapping and discussing beverage chemistry, we watched a few movies and played Balderdash with the family. Allow me to add that I kicked their butts. Naive congratulated me with this official salute. How rude!

We were going to get on line and post together just to be exceptionally annoying for all of you, but her internet service was down. Dang. We were thinking of you guys though, honest!

Monday came too quickly. We got up and had breakfast, drank 4 or 5 pots of coffee and blabbed some more, and then made a crank call to Nelly’s work. I was going to call and tell her I was with the Vin Diesel Gratuitous Digital Image Monitoring Bureau and that we were going to have to fine her for excessive image exploitation. The joke was on us though, as Nelly was home with a sick kid! Nelly’s office mate emailed our number to her though and she called us back. It was fun to chat with her for a few minutes! She definitely seems like she's “one of us” (scary thought).

I progressively changed my departure plan from ten to eleven. Then twelve. At one, after playing into several of Naïve’s stall tactics, I finally forced myself to leave. We had a wonderfully relaxing weekend of girl time – it’s a joy to have a friend who you can be a complete manic a$$ with as well as enjoy comfortable sporadic silence while trenched in creative indulgence.

I think I even made it into the double-digit miles on my trip home before I actually cried.

Miss you, sis.