The Ladies that Lunch

Last week before I headed out to the "wilds" of girls camp, I had the joy and pleasure of meeting up with two of my oldest and dearest friends for a little lunchy.  We're trying to make this an annual, if not semi annual thing.  We started meeting up a couple of years ago.  And really, everytime we do it, we wonder why we don't get together more often.  We laugh, and reminisce and just enjoy a good couple of hours together.  I've already written about them and our lunch dates before, which you can read about HERE.  So, no need to get all crazy here.

Andrea, Karen and Me

We met up at Costa Vida for some delish sweet pork salads and some great conversation.  We discussed my memory monday blogs, since they are featured in that time of my life.  We laughed at all the memories and clarified eachothers memories.  I have heretofore decided, I should have a committee to write my Memory Monday Posts.

Here is my FAVORITE clarification of the day.

As you may recall, on my 6th grade post I wrote that I got to go to ice cream with my teacher after school was out that year.  Andrea went with us as well.  I can still see us walking down her front walkway and getting into the teachers car.  AS IT TURNS OUT, per Andrea and her memory.  The reason we got to go to icecream is....

before school got out that year, Mrs. Slocum stood and said she had a big announcement to make.  I allegedly said "I know exactly what you're going to tell us."  She said,"you do?"  And I said "Yes." So then she asked me to tell her.  According to Andrea, I said I didn't wannt to, 'cause I'd feel bad if she wasn't really what I thought.  Evidently, she persuaded me to speak my mind, in the which, I informed HER that she was pregnant.  And SLURRPRISE...she WAS pregnant.  She apparently was so impressed with my "psychic" ability that I earned myself a trip to the Haagan Daas with the teach.  Andrea said "what I don't understannd is...why did I get to go with you?"  Good quesion Andrea, GOOD QUESTION!  Perhaps you were my friend of the week. HA!  So there  you have it people...the REST of the story.  FREAKISH how I don't remember THAT part at all!!

Karen also informed  me that she was a regular match lighter, smoker blower with me in the camper.  OOPS!  Forgot that too.  SEE, a committee is in order!

And, since I'm in a picture with OLD friends, I am now going to talk of another little something I forgot to mention. It fits somewhere in 5th or 6th grade.

But wait....here is a shot of our last get together...a year and 1/2 ago.  Just after I had Max.  As a matter of record, I am going to say...I enjoy Andreas long hair in the new picture.  Just sayin.  And Karen, I love her for being unchanged. Is it just me, or do I look OLD now?  ICK! I AM pleased to report that the girls have gotten over themselves, insomuch that LAST year when I asked someone to take our picture, they were both embarrassed and giggled at me and my need to document all things in my life.  THIS year, when I told them I ws just gonna ask someone, so they should prepare themselves now for the embarrassment, they informed me they were totally over it (I think they're secretly pleased with  my silly blogging).  Thank goodness.  Because now they can just be flumoxed that I told embarrassing stories about them instead.

Anywhodle....my story.

Karen had a rectangular trampoline.  It seriously looked homemade. I have no idea where it came from, have never seen one before or since.  Nonetheless, she had one.  It was the greatest, and we jumped and played on it endlessly.  As a side note, she also had the worlds greatest tangerine tree in her backyard, and we would eat them until we were sick. But I digress.

So, this one time, Karen, the infamous NicoleR and I were in her backyard jumping.  There was this giant rubber tree or something in the corner of her yard, so we moved the tramp over to that corner and were taking turns climbing up the tree and jumping down onto the trampoline. Well, I shimmied my way up to the branch and tragedy occured.  The branch broke and I hurtled earthward at warp speed landing squarely on my back on a concrete curbing (it marked her garden).  It knocked the wind out of me, and I literally could NOT breathe.  I was SURE I was dying.  I couldn't make noise, I couldn't breathe, I was panicked.  And stupid Karen and Nicole were standing over me, looking down at my poor "lifeless" body and laughing their heads off.  I'm sure I looked awesome all sprawled there.  But I didn't appreciate their rudeness.  And so, just for that....I'm gonna tell you...Karen totally peed her pants one time when she was climbing a chainlink fence. And I was underneath her. And she was NOT cool at that moment. BUT, we laughed A LOT about it!  Needless to say, I did survive.  BUT, my back was super bruised for awhile, and I never tried stupid stunts like that again.  Except when I was doing a back flip on that SAME trampoline and back flipped myself right off the tramp and onto my back.  Seriously, I was a magnet for falls and injury.

Anyway, while visiting at our lunch, now that we're so mature and OLD.  We discussed our upcoming 20 year reunions (which makes me vomit a little), marriage, kids (which is fun, since both of them have SIXTEEN year old kids and I'm in the baby phase), life, our parents health, the loss of Andreas father, other people.  You name it, it was covered!  I am SO GRATEFUL for wonderful women and fabulous friends in my life.  How many people get to say that they're still friends with the girls they've known since they were 5 years old.  Ours is a bond that can never be broken, and for that, I'm thankful.

Thanks for the memories girls (both old and new).  You're the best.

Belly laughs and Memory jogs,

Allyson


Dear Joyce,

Sorry for the delay on 8th grade post.  I'm not sure I have it in me to write before I leave. BUT, for your sake, I will try.  Not that there is any great happenins that year.  Thanks for being my most avid memory monday follower.  Don't worry, my pic is a beut.

Sincerely yours,

Ethel