I have one of the best friends a person can have. In fact, she's in my top two. I often refer to her as WW for Waskily Wabbit. Why? Well, when she laughs, she kinda reminds me of Elmer Fudd (I think its Elmer Fudd and I actually try to do his voice). And if I remember from my childhood days, Elmer Fudd was always trying to shoot/kill or outdo Bugs Bunny, hence Waskily Wabbit. If I'm wrong on the toon, please let me know. Anyway, Waskily Wabbit is much cuter for a girl than lets say, Elmer or Fudd or whatever. She's extremely fun to tease, just don't piss her off! Folks, she can get fiery. Even with a 5 foot 3 inch frame, she'll take ya on with that Irish/Italian temper she's got.
I've known her for years. She's from the northeast and has two beautiful children, and yes, she's married. The broad ; - ) has me by 8 years or so and has seen a lot in her day. What makes her more beneficial to me is that she's been there and done that. From marriage to kids, money to career, culture to academics, religion to society, sex and rock n' roll the girl has been through it. The beauty is that I've only experienced maybe half of that; she has been a great guide for me.
Not to abolish my stroking of our friendship, we have had our arguments. Early on and years back, I became a bit judgemental over a thing or to. (I was like that for a period of a few years during college and through my early twenties) Then I got the Book of Job response--who the Hell are you to question me? (Get your copy of the Douey Rheims Bible and see for yourself. While we're on the topic of the Bible, if you don't have a Douey Rheims edition, then your Bible has been tampered with. Douey is the literal English translation of the Latin Vulgate.)
Quite frankly, I think that particular argument just made each other appreciate our friendship more.
Another time just weeks ago, she told me that she didn't want to talk to me anymore! What? I was wiggin out! Buddy of three years lays the bomb on ya without an explanation.
"You've got to be shitting me!" I was really shocked.
"Don't call me anymore; I don't want to talk to you!"
"What......why......what the Hell is your problem?"
"Your ugly, and I don't like you."
"Amy, stop being a bitch and tell me whats wrong."
I'm forward when people beat around the bush with something that is important to me. The moment I said this I heard the infamous click. Yada yada yada, it turns out that I had pushed the teasing a bit too much on a day that other shit was going on with her. Hence, be careful when you tease; I've learned the hard way.
All is good now! She's helped calm and settle my emotions through a dilemma I'm going through now.
Compassion, wisdom, experience, kindness and sympathy......Amy this one's for you!
Muy Amable!
I've known her for years. She's from the northeast and has two beautiful children, and yes, she's married. The broad ; - ) has me by 8 years or so and has seen a lot in her day. What makes her more beneficial to me is that she's been there and done that. From marriage to kids, money to career, culture to academics, religion to society, sex and rock n' roll the girl has been through it. The beauty is that I've only experienced maybe half of that; she has been a great guide for me.
Not to abolish my stroking of our friendship, we have had our arguments. Early on and years back, I became a bit judgemental over a thing or to. (I was like that for a period of a few years during college and through my early twenties) Then I got the Book of Job response--who the Hell are you to question me? (Get your copy of the Douey Rheims Bible and see for yourself. While we're on the topic of the Bible, if you don't have a Douey Rheims edition, then your Bible has been tampered with. Douey is the literal English translation of the Latin Vulgate.)
Quite frankly, I think that particular argument just made each other appreciate our friendship more.
Another time just weeks ago, she told me that she didn't want to talk to me anymore! What? I was wiggin out! Buddy of three years lays the bomb on ya without an explanation.
"You've got to be shitting me!" I was really shocked.
"Don't call me anymore; I don't want to talk to you!"
"What......why......what the Hell is your problem?"
"Your ugly, and I don't like you."
"Amy, stop being a bitch and tell me whats wrong."
I'm forward when people beat around the bush with something that is important to me. The moment I said this I heard the infamous click. Yada yada yada, it turns out that I had pushed the teasing a bit too much on a day that other shit was going on with her. Hence, be careful when you tease; I've learned the hard way.
All is good now! She's helped calm and settle my emotions through a dilemma I'm going through now.
Compassion, wisdom, experience, kindness and sympathy......Amy this one's for you!
Muy Amable!
1 comment:
I absolutely love ya, sweetie! Just remember I'll always be there for you...through the good times and the shitty ones. And btw...it's a 5 foot tall frame and like you said...every ounce is feisty!
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