oh what a night!
late september, back in sixty-three...
Ok, so maybe it was more like late august, and perhaps the year was sixty-five, but close enough!! it was the sixties fer chrissakes!
anyway, sometime 'round then, my bestest buddy dana was conceived. and i am so, so glad she was!!
she has made my life everso much more fun these last eight or so years, in a variety of ways:
- conspiring against our evil manager and soulless workmates while pretending we weren't friends
- outdoing one another in the quest for true tackiness at the flower market while planning my wedding
- tae-bo in the living room and runs in the park
- sunset barbecues on my deck in marin with juicy fruit and the pugaliciouses!
- repeated viewings and quotings of le grand lebowski
- commiserating as our respective marriages crumbled
- enjoying the killer view and competing 4th of july fireworks shows from our little rented house in dolores heights
- much drunkenness and even more good food
- refraining from killing each other over my beloved Martha Stewart laundry hamper
- seven glorious days at a villa on the amalfi coast of italy with signor cleek
- getting one another through breakups, makeups and movings-on
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Ask Partner about the FANTASTIC article she recently read about how 20 and 40 are not interchangeable.
Love it.
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