So, on Thursday night we were having another monsoon storm when I heard a thunder crack so loud it made me jump out of my chair. I decided to lay off the internet and catch up on my DVR. Turn on the TV and...nothing.
Restart the DVR...Nothing...No satellite signal. I figured it was because the storm was still in the area so I went to bed. Woke up the next day...No satellite signal. I call the Direct TV and BWA BWA no TV until Monday.
Then I remembered that because I have HBO, I can access shows online. I have been on this Sex in the City kick. I didn't ever see the show when it originally ran and I haven't seen the first movie. But I was catching the edited shows on E! and all of a sudden I needed to watch them. So I log onto the HBO and start watching from episode one.
At first I was endeared with the friendship the woman had...Then the show turned into something I could not relate to at all. Granted, I don't have a core group of girlfriends, but I used to. In jr. high and high school, I had a core group of girlfriends I couldn't live without.
In Jr. High it was:
Janessa was a short blonde with green eyes. Everyone expected us to be best pals because of the name and we didn't disappoint. i spent the night at her dad's house all the time. We swapped boyfriends more than once. We even tried to hatch a plan to fix my mother up with her father. Her and I went to our first concert together. I was the first person she called when she lost her virginity. I got into more fights with Janessa then anyone. Probably because I loved her so much and I was watching her self-destruct. Sometimes you have to let them go. I saw her about six-months before I left and she's doing great.
Heather was the new girl in school. Blonde and pretty. The "popular" girls made fun of her because she was wearing white jeans and they had a red Levi tag on the ass. They teased her about starting her period and almost made her cry. I didn't give a shit. She seemed nice enough so I introduced myself and we were instant friends. I spent a lot of time with her and her mom. The first time I saw Rocky Horror was with Heather. The first time I got drunk was with Heather. We were 15 and at her neighbors house drinking Coronas. Her neighbors brother just got of jail and his 19 year old self was quite smitten with Heather. So much so, he tried to put it in her butt. I saw Heather run out of the closet they were hiding in and into the bathroom. I said something like, take a shit, you'll feel better. She and I swapped one boyfriend. Turns out once was enough and our friendship dwindled.
Shannon was a classroom aid's daughter. She was a petite, blonde, big blue eyes, and beautiful. We came together because we like the same boy. Mike Mysak. He was dreamy and an artist and was Shannon's boyfriend. And how dare I be talking to him. I don't remember what we talked about, but we became fast friends. I also became fast friends with her family. I spend a lot of time with Shannon and her family through jr. high and high school. Even if we didn't hang out in the same circles in high school. I was still in her life and she was still in mine. I was one of the first people to know that Shannon was having a baby. I remember when Chloe was born. I had come home from Taco Bell, Nachos in hand and my mom said Gayle, Shannon's mom, had called and said Chloe arrived. I dropped my Nachos on the ground, ran to my car, and hauled ass to the hospital. Chloe was perfect. Shannon is someone I wish was still in my life as a constant, but I get her in small flashes. I will take it. She is an amazing mom to two girls and a step mom to another and still beautiful in every way.
In high school, I was in a different district from my girls and the year apart took it's toll. When I transferred to the same school as my girls, it was very different. And I went on a search for a new core group. This brought Gina, Karen, and Karin.
I have talked about Gina before, so I will spare the details again.
Karen with an 'E' was Gina's best friend since elementary school and lived in the same Town houses. I somehow fit myself in and Karen and I found we had something in common. We liked to tease Gina. Oh and we liked to flirt with the security guard so he would buy us cigarettes. Karen made me laugh, and loud. We were goof balls. But as Gina and I grew closer, Karen and I grew apart. I was taking her childhood friend as far as she was concerned and that was unforgivable. She lives in Kentucky with her son and is a born again.
Karin with an "I" also lived in the same town houses as Gina and Karen. I met her when she started working at Burger King. She had a Honda Civic and listened to Keith Sweat and DMX. Karin made me laugh all the time. We used to drive around in her car and to amuse herself, she would roll up the windows and turn the heat on so it blew on our feet. I would yell at her my feet are hot and she would laugh her big laugh. For those of you who comment on my laugh, you would love Karin's laugh. She married her long time boyfriend and ended up divorcing fairly quickly. But she isn't one to let life keep her down. She owns her own condo, has a hunky marine boyfriend, and seems to be very happy.
So while watching Sex in the City did resonate with me like it must have with other women, it did remind me that I didn't always not get along with females and that I actually did have some really great friends. And while I may not be close with them anymore, I still have a lot of good memories, and that has made me feel good this week.