Happy National Friends Day!
What, you forgot? For shame. Oh, I kid, I just made that up right now. Well, yesterday, but I wanted to keep my “please please please get me a Deftones ticket” post up for a bit, plus December 1st just sounds so much better than November 30th for a national holiday.
Anyway, despite the fact that no one has a ticket for me (yet), I did want to take a moment to wax lyrical about the fantastic friends I have. I mean, they’re funny, they know the right things to say, and they’re there for me, what more could you want? And yet, there’s a Mother’s Day and a Father’s Day and a Valentine’s Day, but no Friends Day. Why? All those other people have to love you and be good to you, it’s part of the program. But your friends, well, they could easily move onto other friends if they wanted.
This blog has never really been about my personal life but I have this public forum with which to thank people who really deserve it so bear with me just this once, thanks. I just wanted to say that recently I needed my friends very badly and they all showed up to the party and were fantastic and supportive and brilliantly funny and just exactly the way I needed them to be (OK, 99% of them but the other 1% was acceptable; honorable mention to you). Some of them even put up with six pages of my drivel (although I told them it was OK to skim). I wish I could post all the things they said but I can assure you, nameless friends, that I have kept all your fantastic e-mails, and the conversations will always remain in my head.
And of course, some of them post here and cheer me up with all the nice comments, like that I was missed while I was away. This is not an invitation to do that, and as a matter of fact, I considered closing the comments on this one. But should you like to comment about your own friends and how they’ve been there for you, feel free. After all, it is National Friends Day. Better get in on this one before they commercialize it and you’re required to buy cards and teddy bears for the occasion.
And while we’re here, I especially wanted to give some props to DuchessJane. I don’t know how she puts up with me, really. I sometimes treat her like she’s alive simply to give me advice and comfort. Sorry about that, DuJane. But all I can say is that Blackberry + Jane = Always having someone there for you.
Oh, don’t cry, here, have a box of Friends Day chocolates. I only ate one. And a half.
If you were a real friend, you’d come dig me out of this snowbank.
I love you, Smoochy Baby.
And you give me just as much “there for you” as I give you, don’t deny it!
yAY for Friends Day.
And chocolate. I ate the other half.
Hi Becca! I decided to leave the forum for a few seconds and read your blog. Friend Day, you say? I would like to thank the peeps who love me and put up with my crap even when I don’t deserve it.
Which is, I must admit *most* of the time.
Yay friends! They have been there for me even though I’ve moved hundreds of miles away from them.
-plucks a dark chocolate from the box-
Happy Friends Day to my friend/workout buddy Denise. She is an emotional rock during this most emotional time of my life. Don’t know what I’d do without her!
I’ll take the chocolate covered cherry please…
Ok, who stuck their finger in the bottom of the chocolates to see what flavor they are???
I have the theme song to Friends as an earworm, now. Thanks!
I have only begun to realize in the past year or so how important friends are, maybe because up until about a year ago I only had one best friend ( who is more like my sister than anything else) and one or two other decent friends. In these past 2 years I have met and gotten closer to a few more people who have without a doubt changed my life and, in their own way, saved me from depths which I will not expand upon here.
And this my sounds cliche, but no on could be a better friend than Mr. KP. I love him more than any post could say.
I love you DMR. I love you Studly. I love you MAM. I love you JCR. You are soulmates in the truest sense.
And I of course love you Bec. I have not laughed more with anyone else in a long, long time. Thank you.
There was a PARTY?!?!
Everyone look away now, please.
Big, smoochy kisses to you, Becca.
I credit my best friend with me being alive today. I know very well about treating someone like they are solely there for advice and comfort. I did that to her for the bettr part of 2 years. I did some things I am not proud of and while she didnt always agree with my actions she was always there for me 100%. 2 in the afternoon, 2 in the morning, 1x a day 10x a day, I made it through a very, very dark time because of her. I love her for many reasons but especially for that.
You needed to start looking for Def Tones tickets on August 1st. You know – National Friendship Day.
Speaking of friends, guess who’s coming to NYC in a few weeks…
I’m hearing Bette Midler. You gotta have friends…
Thanks everyone and I’m sure your friends thank you too, unlss they read my blog, in which case they’re welcome to thank you personally.
Jane, true, but you’re working overtime these days.
GoAway, really? We must speak.
And as for all your earworms, hey, I provided a song, even if it had nothing to do with friendship. It’s my current earworm and is now explained in iPod Song of the Week. Go look and be depressed!
I’m that 1%, aren’t I?
Damn it.
Hell no! For a lady with a baby you were all right!
You’re a class act Becca. And as for Jane, well duh! Her adoptive mutha raised her up right 🙂
Jan, I’m glad I’m not the only one who worried about that. (Regarding my own performance, not yours.)
I’m in the 99%, aren’t I? Right? Right?
You both are in the 99%, puh-leez. You were fantastic and still are.
I’d better shut up now in case the real 1-percenter shows up.