Friday, February 4, 2011

It's Favorite Foto Friday!!!!


This picture is from Bridgette's visit to my house in May 2007.  She and her husband, Norm came to visit all the way from California.  We had a blast with many friends that week.  I remember we ate some crabs on paper, surrounded by "visqueen".  We played mini-golf in the front yard, a Mother's day tradition at our house.  We watched movies and caught up on life.  Everyone enjoyed meeting her hubby for the first time, though I had talked with him on the phone.  They had just been married since July the previous year, 2 days before our son was born.  Go figure, we both had "life" events on the same weekend.  

I thought of this picture of Bridgette and I for my very first Favorite Foto Friday because she blessed me this week, not unlike many times before.  I had just seen her Christmas card this past weekend, addressed and stamped and laying in the bottom of my "work" bag.  OOPS! I had held it out from the pile to be mailed that day in December.  I tucked it in the bag for safekeeping with intentions of writing a more personal note in card before mailing.  I hadn't talked with her since October.  I thought it would be a good thing to catch her up on more details than the short and sweet 10 pt font, half-page Christmas letter that was in the envelope.  Well, over the Christmas break, I never opened my bag, probably because our office was closed so why would I need to open my work bag.  Sadly, it laid in there forgotten.

Sunday I was thinking about Bridgette and about the card that I had found.  I would sit down and write that note, now having grown to letter/novella length (in my head anyways).  As we were winding down the night on Sunday getting ready for a movie and Mason's bedtime, the phone rang.  It was B.   I was surprised and yet not surprised.  We kinda have that connection.  When one of us calls, the other had been thinking of that person that day.  I will admit that it is she that actually picks up the phone more often than I.  She prefers that old-fashioned, personal touch and makes a point of taking time to connect with the ones she loves.  I tend to send "social networking" messages and emails.  And who could live without that so very personal text message?  I must add that texting has changed the communication between our teens and their parents and is very handy in many situations.  (hmmm, I'm thinking this is the future site of a link to a future blog.)

So, we chatted, for 54 minutes, as my husband pointed out.  Trust me we could have gone twice that long.   But it was wonderful.   First on the list, "where's my Christmas card?"  No, she didn't really say it like that, and I began with "Ok, so here's what happened" before she could even ask.  She mentioned that her mom in Alabama received one and her sister in Arkansas received one.  They each mentioned the  updates about the kids, etc. when she talked to them on the phone.  She was just curious why she didn't get a card.  Was Donna upset?  Did Donna have her new address?  NOPE, Donna was just forgetful and then procrastinated AGAIN.

Since that wonderful conversation I have received a card in the mail from her.   Hey B, I promise to mail yours today, or maybe tomorrow.  I love you and can't wait to come visit and hug your neck and swim in your pool and drink some passion fruit iced tea; but mostly just to visit and laugh together and make new memories.  I know you'll read this for the first time when you open the Christmas card and see this page printed on paper.  I hope you smile.
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PS - Happy Birthday Aunt Kala!!!  I hope Texas is warmer for you today.

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