One is silver
And the other gold."
Yeah, the 4H song you sing on first and last day at camp. I'm a goober.
To start off, I intended this post to be entirely about reconnecting with old friends. But I just walked my dog Daisy and some a-hole really set me off.
Everyday, morning, evening, or night, this one girl walks her three dogs, one on a leash, and two off. The two off run around chase other dogs and bark up a storm. It's 3AM and she just cause a ruckus with one dog she kept yelling "Princess" too, while most of the complex is trying to sleep a few more hours before getting up to watch the Royal Wedding, or work. Most will be going to work. My complex and the town of Cornelius requires dogs be leashed and under the control of their owners at all times. Sure 3AM is an unlikely time for a dog attack, but it caused a disturbance and scared the crap out of Daisy.
I have a general hatred of small dogs. I've only ever liked five small dogs. Two belonged to my friend Kim, two belonged to my NC mom Linda, and the other was another friends, but ended her life with previously mentioned Kim. I detest anything that yaps and makes too much noise. I seem to always live next-door to a yipping Jack Russell that barks for attention while their owner is gone.
Moving on to the reason behind this post. I have recently started getting reconnected with old friends and past objects of affection. Now friends, I have mutually reconnected. Objects of affection, they have connected me.
Friends who have been in my life for long times and played significant parts in my life. The previously mentioned Kim is one of my closest and dearest friends. She and I were like sisters but better because we weren't related.
Now the objects of affection. One was my Sophomore year boyfriend and his younger brother dated my step-sister. The other was my Senior year prom date. He and I never officially dated, but he seems to have a lot of question about what might have been. I can't help but question it too now. Both have expressed a want to grab a bite to eat or get together.
Our ten year reunion is months away. I'm excited to see "my boys", my best guy friends from junior high up. My friend Chris and I have been trying to get together for 3 years. His dad and my dad went to school together and Chris was the person I talked most things out with. Thomas and I have been through a lot together also. He and Chris would fight to see who could be called my best friend. Both would do almost anything for me. Thomas was my Junior prom date; he asked me 5 days before the dance and I didn't have a dress. One of the best nights of my life yet. And the list just goes on. I had more guy friends than girl friends. Kim has been the longest lasting girl friend I've had.
I've had trouble keeping the new friends. I'm not sure why? Maybe I try to be friends with the wrong types of people. Or maybe they are the right kinds of people, just the wrong time. I like hanging out with my neighbors but they are still in the party all the time part of life. They are within three years both sides of my age. I'm just over all of that. I'm the sit back with a glass of wine and play Trivial Pursuit or other board games type of person. Sure they do that sometimes, but it's mostly get drunk, get drunk, get drunk. I'm just not into that. I don't look forward to puking or being so dehydrated I can't move. I suffered a really bad dehydration in January and I don't want to relive that again.
Does anyone have any recommendations for making new friends? I can keep the ones I want to keep.
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