Thursday, August 8, 2013
Spending today, cleaning house top to bottom. My best friend from high school is coming up for a visit. We have not seen each other, these past three years....something always gets in the way, but we do talk on the phone at least once a month. We will drink Margaritas and wine the whole weekend and regale ourselves with memories of our wild teen years during the hippie generation. I still can't believe that she and I survived those years and grew up to become respectable adults. My good friend JoAnn once told me to write a book, cause no one would ever believe it could be true.