I have a friend from high school who lives not too far from here, but about an hour, so far enough that we don't see each other all the time (and when we do, we're usually ogling Rays players or drinking wine or ogling Rays players), so when she messaged me that she'd be in Brandon for the week house sitting for her parents, I was like, "Um, yeah!" Party at Holly's while her parents are out of town...like old times. Except she had both of her kids & I had our youngest & our nephew.
Forced the kids to awkwardly interact so that we could catch up & giggle. Sitting outside in that B-Town Florida heat that we all grew up with, by a pool, in our swimsuits, eating watermelon & drinking tea from her mom's Tervis tumblers...smiling and laughing.
From what our kids are doing to how our parents are doing to remembering when to feeling so at home no matter how much time goes by between these long, languid, easy hangouts...days like today really do make me happy I live in the town I grew up in.
And, of course, I brought home a bag of hand-me-downs from her youngest to share with my sister...because we're 41 year old moms. And we both love the environment...except for menstrual cups.
You can't make old friends
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