Feast with Friends

I have quite a few acquaintances, but few friends.  I treat my friends as if they were family and I can count them on one hand.  These are people that I would trust with my kids and be there for them at any time of day.  I am an extremely loyal friend.  And shocking to some, very compassionate.  However; they all know I should not be their "cry to" friend.  If something has physically happened to them or their family by all means I would more than likely cry with you.  But if they are just having a PMS moment or their feelings are hurt about something, I am not the person to call.  Because to be honest it makes me uncomfortable and my sarcasm escalates.  All of my good close friends know this about me, so they turn to someone else on their friend list for these bumps in the road.  I hope I am thought of as their "happy" friend.  I am like a walking dose of Acid for someone to trip on.  Odd analogy, but someone told me that once.  Granted, she was drunk...but it made me laugh.

I love friends that will just call you up in the morning and say "We are hungry and don't feel like making dinner tonight, what are you making because we are coming over".  That's what happened yesterday with M's Godparents.  They live 45 minutes away and came over for dinner.  We know that our time is limited as we will be moving soon, so this was a great surprise for the middle of the week.  I ended up making Vodka Pasta w/Shrimp, salad, garlic bread, and a homemade Cheesecake Factory Cheesecake (I know you are shocked).  But it was a good time and good conversation with two people that I have really come to appreciate through the years.  Not to mention M was excited to see them as they spoil her too much.

This is one thing I am looking forward to in the desert.  Allowing new people into the circle of friends I already have.  In this military world, friends truly are sometimes just as close to you as family.  I am banking on that to help me survive the desert.

Now if only B's Godparents would just pop in for dinner.....hint....hint:)

As always Willie watches as Dave works;)