On Sundays, I'd like to give tribute to some of the friends I'm sure to keep while I whittle back at my social network.
The first is a friend that I miss very, very much, and didn't realize HOW much until last week. The kids are finally big enough (sort of) to attend their first music festival, so we loaded up our van for a camping and concert adventure! Finding myself back among the hippies and artists, and Deadheads, and wookies instantly made me wish for the companionship of some friends from my college town. She is a kindergarten teacher, and quite possibly the sweetest lady I've ever met. Always soft-spoken, and quick with a wide grin. An amazing chef, with just the right cocktail to accompany the meal. And the perfect foil to her delightfully curmudgeonly history-teacher husband, who will never concede to starting a Basefook account of his own.
In our life before kids and trekking across the country to seek our fame and
fortune, my husband and I had been to a couple of music festivals with these two, and really appreciated that they too were there primarily for the music, and not the scene, although we were all able to party and let down our hair -- within reason -- and enjoy the antics of this alternate reality that we'd share for a couple of days. They certainly were our match for mellowness.
There were a lot of people I'd wished I'd had the time and opportunity to see on this road trip. These are the ones I'll bend over backwards to meet up with on the next one. And the ones that I'll stay tethered to social networks to keep communicating with. Love you, W's! And I'm going to write a strongly lettered word to the panda about this!
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