Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Usually when I go on vacation it is really not a vacation for me at all. Between yelling at the kids to quit touching each other every five minutes to barely getting a good night's rest, I am exhausted and cranky. The complete drive from our town in North Texas to Price in central Utah is roughly twenty-four hours of pure driving. Somehow we have made the trip in two days in the past.
This time we took our sweet time traveling.
I knew we'd be passing through southern Arizona and so I emailed a long time friend of mine and asked her if she'd like to get together when we passed through. Not only did she accept the offer of meeting, but she rather enthusiastically asked us if we wanted to stay the night with her little family. Boy am I glad she asked, because later the day we met we ended up really needing her help (something I don't feel quite like delving into at the moment). I will be forever indebted to my friend and her husband for their generosity--and not just because my dog ate her blinds. Bad Lily.
My dog ate her leash on vacation too. Moving along...
To me, my friend looks exactly like she did as a teenager--only physically more mature and more beautiful. I've always been jealous of her. I remember on more than a few occasions trying to pluck my eyebrows so they matched hers, because I wanted to be as pretty as her. Silly things we women do. It is like when you go to the hair salon and ask for the Jennifer Aniston look, but that look doesn't exactly suit you. I was always the big behemoth and she was always the cutie patootie.
Argh...that danged green-eyed monster!
Then the babies! My friend has four children, the two youngest of which are twin girls. One is a sweet, shy, reflective baby which complimented her mom's personality.
My friend's other little girl is a bubbly, inquisitive, and curious little thing with cheeks the size of peaches. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to grab her little cheeks and squish them.
And since I can't have a little girl of my own, my friend let me use her little girls' hair bands and hairbrush and style my dog's hair. It was a moment I will cherish forever.
Even if Lily ate my friend's blinds.