Monday, June 14, 2004
Friends: They Can Change the World with a Hug
All I can say is that I had the most wonderful weekend of my life.
I spent all of Friday night with my darling friend Rita. We sat down on her deck, with glasses of wine in our hands, at 6pm and didn’t move from our spot (except to get more wine) until midnight. I would even follow her to the bathroom so we wouldn’t miss a single second of talk time. If that’s not a testement to our friendship, I don’t know what is.
Rita and I discussed everything from my personal relationships in NY to the upcoming show I’m working on to our current favorite movies, music and TV personalities. In fact, we talked so fiercely and for so long, that we both ended the night with hoarse voices. I think I finally rolled in to bed sometime around 3:30am.
On Saturday, Rita and I took a VERY long time eating our Taco Bell and watching VH1. Eventually we got our shit together and drove down to Utica to see our friend, Jessicle! After a tour of her house, she and her fiance supplied Rita and I with some beer and wedding tasks to complete. I got to help pick out the songs for the reception (which was so fun!) and I have to admit that I am very happy with the seating arrangements as well. As Rita and I said in unison “As long as she and I are sitting next to each other, it doesn’t matter who else is at our table.”
Around 6pm, the four of us headed over to Jessica’s parent’s house for a big party. I have to say, I had the time of my life. Rita and I were attached at the hip and all of the guests at the party wanted a piece of our action. We talked a lot about our lives and goals and dreams, and everyone I met was so welcoming and friendly. Everyone already knew Rita from years of her being friends with Jessicle, so I was able to use her as my springboard when talking to all of these new faces.
We chilled at the party for awhile only leaving to go back to Jessica’s place for some cards and more beer! What was it? My birthday?!
Rita and I stayed up after Jessica and her fiance went to bed and we talked and giggled some more. I slept a total of 5 hours this weekend, but every second of the trip was worth it. The only downside to the entire visit was getting on the train to come back to NY.
I said goodbye to my wonderful friends and as soon as I sat in my seat on the train, tears filled my eyes.
Lately, I’ve been dealing with so much nonsense in my personal life while NYC has been weighing heavily on my shoulders. I don’t get to hang with these girls often and I kept saying how happy and fulfilled I felt by being with them. The old days were so much easier than it is now. Everyone just seemed to have a lot more respect for eachother back then. Weird that as I get older, this level of understanding seems to fade away. But I’ll take the peace and quiet, if only for one weekend.
On to another brutal week, but I know I can do it!
Sorry for the personal shout out everyone, but I’m sure you don’t mind:
Thank you Rita. You know how badly I needed you this weekend. Your honesty and support has always been a necessity in my life. You give it to me straight and you give me the confidence I need when making hard decisions. I can’t think of anyone else in my life that I need as desperately as you. I wouldn’t have been able to come back here if it weren’t for you. I know it was hard to let me go, as it was hard for me to leave. I’m counting the days until your next visit.
All I can say is that I had the most wonderful weekend of my life.
I spent all of Friday night with my darling friend Rita. We sat down on her deck, with glasses of wine in our hands, at 6pm and didn’t move from our spot (except to get more wine) until midnight. I would even follow her to the bathroom so we wouldn’t miss a single second of talk time. If that’s not a testement to our friendship, I don’t know what is.
Rita and I discussed everything from my personal relationships in NY to the upcoming show I’m working on to our current favorite movies, music and TV personalities. In fact, we talked so fiercely and for so long, that we both ended the night with hoarse voices. I think I finally rolled in to bed sometime around 3:30am.
On Saturday, Rita and I took a VERY long time eating our Taco Bell and watching VH1. Eventually we got our shit together and drove down to Utica to see our friend, Jessicle! After a tour of her house, she and her fiance supplied Rita and I with some beer and wedding tasks to complete. I got to help pick out the songs for the reception (which was so fun!) and I have to admit that I am very happy with the seating arrangements as well. As Rita and I said in unison “As long as she and I are sitting next to each other, it doesn’t matter who else is at our table.”
Around 6pm, the four of us headed over to Jessica’s parent’s house for a big party. I have to say, I had the time of my life. Rita and I were attached at the hip and all of the guests at the party wanted a piece of our action. We talked a lot about our lives and goals and dreams, and everyone I met was so welcoming and friendly. Everyone already knew Rita from years of her being friends with Jessicle, so I was able to use her as my springboard when talking to all of these new faces.
We chilled at the party for awhile only leaving to go back to Jessica’s place for some cards and more beer! What was it? My birthday?!
Rita and I stayed up after Jessica and her fiance went to bed and we talked and giggled some more. I slept a total of 5 hours this weekend, but every second of the trip was worth it. The only downside to the entire visit was getting on the train to come back to NY.
I said goodbye to my wonderful friends and as soon as I sat in my seat on the train, tears filled my eyes.
Lately, I’ve been dealing with so much nonsense in my personal life while NYC has been weighing heavily on my shoulders. I don’t get to hang with these girls often and I kept saying how happy and fulfilled I felt by being with them. The old days were so much easier than it is now. Everyone just seemed to have a lot more respect for eachother back then. Weird that as I get older, this level of understanding seems to fade away. But I’ll take the peace and quiet, if only for one weekend.
On to another brutal week, but I know I can do it!
Sorry for the personal shout out everyone, but I’m sure you don’t mind:
Thank you Rita. You know how badly I needed you this weekend. Your honesty and support has always been a necessity in my life. You give it to me straight and you give me the confidence I need when making hard decisions. I can’t think of anyone else in my life that I need as desperately as you. I wouldn’t have been able to come back here if it weren’t for you. I know it was hard to let me go, as it was hard for me to leave. I’m counting the days until your next visit.
