Friend

Now that my friend Trisha has her own blog, I feel like blogging about her. Although, I just remembered I'm still mad at her for moving away. This happens all the time when I think of her. I remember I'm still mad. They moved to FREAKIN' Utah over a year ago, but I'm still not over it. She used to constantly borrow things from me. It would go something like this:

Trisha on the phone "I can't believe I forgot to get a packet of au jus sauce mix at the store last night."

Me "I think I have one, let me go look. Yeah, I have a couple."

Trisha "Oh my gosh, you're so awesome! Who else would have extra packets of au jus sauce lying around? I'll send one of the kids right over."

See, I miss that. No one has borrowed anything from me in ages now, not even Karen W (I wish Karen would though, because she always sends over some of the cookies she made using our ingredient). Who is here to make me feel like I'm a totally with it person for having much needed au jus sauce on a Sunday afternoon? Or flour, sugar, butter, eggs, milk, onions, bread, tomatoes, etc.? No one.

The park is finally finished, and when we walk ten feet down the street on our way there, and pass their culdesac, there is no one out in the street to wave to. No one to shout out to "hey, come to the park with us." When I drive home past their street, sometimes I still glance over at their house out of habit, to see if anyone is out front to say hi to. But no, the house sits empty and lifeless.

Friday evening, I went to her cousin Jenny's baby shower and her mother and sisters were there, looking and sounding just like her. That really ticked me off ;-)

When I do my grocery shopping late every Saturday night, she's not here to come along, so we can't call each other on our cell phones while we're shopping to see if we're going to finish at the same time.

She's not here to go out on a spur of the moment dessert run to Mimi's Cafe.

She wasn't here to go to the lake with us - not even once! Why am I even writing about her? Clearly she's undeserving!!!! I'll have to rethink dedicating an entire blog post to her...

...alright, I'll go ahead with it on condition that she she only tag ME every time she does a tag, even though I probably won't actually do the tag. And that she make me the only person on her blog roll, and that she agree with everything I ever say on this blog :)

Come back Trisha! I know of just the perfect house for you to move in to.