Best Friends......How can anyone live without them. If I didn't have my "sista's" to talk to I would not have made it this far......
I have several BFF's. I have known Mrs B for 10 years. We have gone years without seeing each other, but we rarely go a week without talking to each other. As a matter of fact we rarely go a day without talking. Her DH is in Iraq working for a company. He has been there for two years. It looks like Mrs P will be there soon as well. I don't know how I will survive without speaking to her on a daily basis. I told her she had to learn how to use instant messaging. It will totally suck.....
We are a lot alike in the sense that we are practical, logical, ambitious, etc. We met through work. She was a Supervisor and I was the Admin to that department head and the 8 supervisors there. I liked her right away. My/our boss was so ugly to her. It was pure jealousy. Mrs P has two degrees, is tall, blond and gorgeous. Boss lady was short, fat, immature, had a GED, maybe, and was very mean spirited. If you kissed her ass she loved you. Just an FYI.... I am not an ass kisser. Neither was Mrs P. She loved another Supervisor I will call Mr G. She told me once at lunch that he made her feel so good. I said yes he is a really big brown noser. TeeHee.... I gave him a coffee cup for Christmas that had "Hinelicky Maneuver" on it with a guy saying something very brown nosey. I don't think he thought it was funny. But hell yeah I did.
Back to my BFF...She has weathered some storms and so have I. They were similar and we were there for each other. When I started going through my ordeal it felt good to know the feelings I was having weren't uncommon. She made me feel better because she had felt the same things. It let me know I wasn't a horrible person. Or maybe we were both horrible. LOL...
I have a BFF that lives in KY. We have known each other for around 14 years. I call her "Wild Child", "Santa's Favorite HO HO HO", "Bitch" and "SISTA". Oh and we also call her "Martha Stewart Jr." We have gone through some tough times that is for sure. She has this really bad habit of picking lousy husbands. She married one and had twin daughters. The ass had her put in a mental ward days after getting out of the hospital from a really bad C-section. He went to an attorney and tried to take her house, bank accounts, etc. He thought he would take the kids and get her house, her income and he could lay up on his lazy pot smoking ass. My DH and I had to take off work and get her out. That was a nightmare. Well that ass finally got disability for being mentally unable to handle the stress of an average job. Good thing is she knows she will get a regular check every month from SSI instead of his piddly 325.00 monthly which didn't come close to covering day care for twins. He is a pig and I hate him.
She recently married again after a very short relationship. She had been divorced for probably 9 years. Don't know how that will work out. His wife just died from a very long illness and had been institutionalized for years with it. Yep... they were seeing each other before she passed. He has 4 children at home, an 8K square foot house, loads of credit card debt and 11 cars. She is spending what money she had left from selling her home on groceries every week. She went from her and two kids to a household of 8. Yowza. This one has lots of patience so I am really hoping it works for her. My bud does expect perfection though. You know how that is... ain't happening.
I love her though. She would give you the world. Sometimes I want to choke the living shit out of her but I still love her. I tell her often what a bitch she is.... best buds can do that you know.
I have a BFF that was my bud in high school. We lost touch over the years. Last year I had someone I went to high school with that was two years younger than me, had always had a crush on me, contact me through myspace. I never could place him. I looked in my yearbooks and he wasn't there. It got me to thinking about my friend, code name Gladys, no that isn't her real name. But I did call her that.... I called her parents phone number and low and behold it was her number. When I had to drive to Dallas for a company thing I stopped in Louisiana for a visit with my favorite aunt who was dying and has since passed. I called Gladys and we had lunch together. It was really nice seeing her. Funny how after all these years of not seeing each other, probably more than twenty, that we have so much in common. I love her to death. She is so "matter of fact". No bull shit, no poison, no fluff. I love it. I love her.
I have another BFF that is in Texas. We have never actually met. We chat almost daily on yahoo. She is kinda sorta a relative but not really. I have half brothers on my fathers side. Those half brothers are her half brothers on her mothers side. Confused yet? I told her we need to just tell people we are cousins. It will cut down on the confusion that way.
I will call her Mrs Quilter. She is always making quilts, crocheting blankets for babies. She did some for charity and gave them to victims of those in the hurricanes in Texas recently. She is so sweet, kind, caring, thoughtful. I think she is the kind of person that people think they can run over. I have news for you... she may seem that way because she is so soft spoken but... and my recently departed brother said "She will tell you how the cow ate the cabbage". I often say that people should not mistake my kindness for weakness. You "F" with me and you better run baby run. Actually I am not that vicious but I won't take any crap.
Mrs Quilter is a happy person. She takes her pooch out for walks, is currently living near the beach, I am jealous, and is always doing nice things for people. She is a good friend to have. We chat daily about the good things and bad things. She is good about saying prayers for you, Lord knows I need them. It is nice to have that friendship so available. Her daughter is getting married in August. Me and my brother in Chicago are playing with the idea of going. I would love to see Alaska. He has visited Mrs Quilter in Alaska when she lived there before. But who knows.... that is a long way off.
BFF's are the greatest thing in the world...... They really help me get through my life just being there to listen on the phone... or chat online and when I am Screaming For Chocolate.............
I have several BFF's. I have known Mrs B for 10 years. We have gone years without seeing each other, but we rarely go a week without talking to each other. As a matter of fact we rarely go a day without talking. Her DH is in Iraq working for a company. He has been there for two years. It looks like Mrs P will be there soon as well. I don't know how I will survive without speaking to her on a daily basis. I told her she had to learn how to use instant messaging. It will totally suck.....
We are a lot alike in the sense that we are practical, logical, ambitious, etc. We met through work. She was a Supervisor and I was the Admin to that department head and the 8 supervisors there. I liked her right away. My/our boss was so ugly to her. It was pure jealousy. Mrs P has two degrees, is tall, blond and gorgeous. Boss lady was short, fat, immature, had a GED, maybe, and was very mean spirited. If you kissed her ass she loved you. Just an FYI.... I am not an ass kisser. Neither was Mrs P. She loved another Supervisor I will call Mr G. She told me once at lunch that he made her feel so good. I said yes he is a really big brown noser. TeeHee.... I gave him a coffee cup for Christmas that had "Hinelicky Maneuver" on it with a guy saying something very brown nosey. I don't think he thought it was funny. But hell yeah I did.
Back to my BFF...She has weathered some storms and so have I. They were similar and we were there for each other. When I started going through my ordeal it felt good to know the feelings I was having weren't uncommon. She made me feel better because she had felt the same things. It let me know I wasn't a horrible person. Or maybe we were both horrible. LOL...
I have a BFF that lives in KY. We have known each other for around 14 years. I call her "Wild Child", "Santa's Favorite HO HO HO", "Bitch" and "SISTA". Oh and we also call her "Martha Stewart Jr." We have gone through some tough times that is for sure. She has this really bad habit of picking lousy husbands. She married one and had twin daughters. The ass had her put in a mental ward days after getting out of the hospital from a really bad C-section. He went to an attorney and tried to take her house, bank accounts, etc. He thought he would take the kids and get her house, her income and he could lay up on his lazy pot smoking ass. My DH and I had to take off work and get her out. That was a nightmare. Well that ass finally got disability for being mentally unable to handle the stress of an average job. Good thing is she knows she will get a regular check every month from SSI instead of his piddly 325.00 monthly which didn't come close to covering day care for twins. He is a pig and I hate him.
She recently married again after a very short relationship. She had been divorced for probably 9 years. Don't know how that will work out. His wife just died from a very long illness and had been institutionalized for years with it. Yep... they were seeing each other before she passed. He has 4 children at home, an 8K square foot house, loads of credit card debt and 11 cars. She is spending what money she had left from selling her home on groceries every week. She went from her and two kids to a household of 8. Yowza. This one has lots of patience so I am really hoping it works for her. My bud does expect perfection though. You know how that is... ain't happening.
I love her though. She would give you the world. Sometimes I want to choke the living shit out of her but I still love her. I tell her often what a bitch she is.... best buds can do that you know.
I have a BFF that was my bud in high school. We lost touch over the years. Last year I had someone I went to high school with that was two years younger than me, had always had a crush on me, contact me through myspace. I never could place him. I looked in my yearbooks and he wasn't there. It got me to thinking about my friend, code name Gladys, no that isn't her real name. But I did call her that.... I called her parents phone number and low and behold it was her number. When I had to drive to Dallas for a company thing I stopped in Louisiana for a visit with my favorite aunt who was dying and has since passed. I called Gladys and we had lunch together. It was really nice seeing her. Funny how after all these years of not seeing each other, probably more than twenty, that we have so much in common. I love her to death. She is so "matter of fact". No bull shit, no poison, no fluff. I love it. I love her.
I have another BFF that is in Texas. We have never actually met. We chat almost daily on yahoo. She is kinda sorta a relative but not really. I have half brothers on my fathers side. Those half brothers are her half brothers on her mothers side. Confused yet? I told her we need to just tell people we are cousins. It will cut down on the confusion that way.
I will call her Mrs Quilter. She is always making quilts, crocheting blankets for babies. She did some for charity and gave them to victims of those in the hurricanes in Texas recently. She is so sweet, kind, caring, thoughtful. I think she is the kind of person that people think they can run over. I have news for you... she may seem that way because she is so soft spoken but... and my recently departed brother said "She will tell you how the cow ate the cabbage". I often say that people should not mistake my kindness for weakness. You "F" with me and you better run baby run. Actually I am not that vicious but I won't take any crap.
Mrs Quilter is a happy person. She takes her pooch out for walks, is currently living near the beach, I am jealous, and is always doing nice things for people. She is a good friend to have. We chat daily about the good things and bad things. She is good about saying prayers for you, Lord knows I need them. It is nice to have that friendship so available. Her daughter is getting married in August. Me and my brother in Chicago are playing with the idea of going. I would love to see Alaska. He has visited Mrs Quilter in Alaska when she lived there before. But who knows.... that is a long way off.
BFF's are the greatest thing in the world...... They really help me get through my life just being there to listen on the phone... or chat online and when I am Screaming For Chocolate.............
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