my Jen Friend.
She’s my Chicago friend.
I luv her.
She moved to Texas the summer before 7th grade.
Our mother’s had both been praying that we would find a friend.
The first time we met, she crawled into the back of our ’98 Olds (aka Noah’s Ark) and we went to Six Flags for Youth Week.
We were instant friends. She liked to eat the funnel cake and wander and people watch.
She treated me to a spa day. Holy goodness.
Can I tell you something and you promise not to hate me?
They had a nap room. A NAP ROOM PEOPLE!
Do you see how relaxed I look?!
After Mr. B’s layoff and the move… this was such a treat.
We wandered and talked, as if we had seen each other every day.
She knows everything about me and loves me anyway.
I love you, Jen.
Miss you.
T
I’m so glad ya’ll do this once a year. It gives me all my kids together again. And… I know you do it just to make the moms happy right? Go seventh graders.
T!!! I miss you so much! I wish we did see each other every day. Love you so much! Thank you for such an amazing, relaxing, fabulous trip! Now only if we could own those $60 pillows at the hotel!
Hi Momma T!!
by the way, it couldn’t have been a ’98…we’re way older than that, but shhh, i won’t tell anyone if you don’t! 🙂