I'm off to Chicago tomorrow.
Sometimes I feel like I am part of my own goofy little sorority when I hang out with just Karry and Maggie. We somehow managed to create this exclusive 'clique' that half resembles the Sex and the City gals and half the Mean Girls bitches. Basically, it's fantastic. I don't have too many girlfriends that want to do the girly of girliest things with me. And while Jordon and I take an hour to get ready, it's NOTHING like the 3 hour process that Maggie, Karry and I go through to embark on a magical evening out (mind you, an hour of that is usually pre-gaming and the necessary picture-taking montage).
Plus, Maggie, Karry and I share a combined almost 20 years of history. This August will mark the nine-year anniversary of Maggie and me's friendship. We met in a pottery class Freshman year of high school, one of us must have uttered a sarcastic comment, and soon we were the best of friends.
There was one year when we all got to spend a lot of time together for some reason. I recall venturing to Western many a time and them coming a few different times to visit me at State. Most times were drunken, dramatic and involved dee-licious dishing.
Karry and I's friendship is a little more complicated in that we became good friends when none of us were talking to each other shortly after freshman year of college . . . er, something like that. Karry and I worked a summer together at a golf club and then she transferred to Michigan State, and well, the rest is history. Ironically, before Karry and I became good friends, we only met a couple times, and mostly hated each other out of jealousy over Maggie's time and attention.
Why does this dichotomy and our friendship work?
Trust me, we've analyzed it over and over . . . many a time. Psychological analysis of the combination of our personalities is one of our favorite pastimes!
We know what makes each other tick, what makes one want to kill the other and we have a few common denominators as far as interests go (SATC, men, TB, shoes, etc.) It just works.
And there's no room for a fourth member of the group.
(Although Jordon is always an honored candidate)
As I grow older, I respect and appreciate the close bonds I still have with people from my past. I love sharing a common thread, a history of amazing/ridiculous/scary events and the fact that these people have seen me at all points of my growth process in my quest to become a mature adult . . . huh?!
to Maggie and Karry . . . I can't remember if we have a nickname . . . I'll discuss it, I'm sure, this weekend.
Happy 4TH Holidays to all y'all!
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