30 Years of Friendship (for #30BrighterDays)
photo credit: Emily McInnes Once a year we convene on a Wisconsin lake to celebrate 30 years of friendship and counting. We strengthen the ties that connect us. And oh my how we cut loose.
photo credit: Emily McInnes Once a year we convene on a Wisconsin lake to celebrate 30 years of friendship and counting. We strengthen the ties that connect us. And oh my how we cut loose.
In seventh grade I got my very popular best friend Megan all to myself for trick-or-treating. I dressed as JR from Dallas wearing one of my step-dad’s sport coats, and she dressed as Sue Ellen wearing a flouncy prairie dress out of the back of my closet that someone must’ve worn in a 1970s wedding party. We danced along the rainy streets, with a silly walk and a song about Megan’s splint. Megan had a splint because she nearly ran through a window, gashing her wrist during a middle school rendition of boys-chase-girls at a… Read More »Getting Ready Time #30BrighterDays
1. No one acknowledges The Horrible Sounds in yoga or any other group exercise endeavor. Regardless of how protracted or voluminous, no one flinches except for everyone flinches on the inside–in solidarity. We avert our non-wandering eyes in secret celebration that thank God it wasn’t me today, but yes it totally was me last week at the exact moment the 20-something teacher gave me an assist. The 20-something male teacher. 2. We don’t see you plucking silver hairs in your rear-view mirror and throwing them out the car window at stoplights. No, we do not.… Read More »10 Implicit Unspoken Agreements Among Middle-Aged Women Friends