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Patty to the Rescue!

Patty to the Rescue!

Patty and Rosemarie at Peter's wedding

This is me and my bestie at my son Peter’s wedding.  The day would not have been complete had she not been there to share this special life event with me and my family.

Patty and I have been friends since we were 14 years old.  We were two Catholic girls from large traditional families thrown into the local public high school.  Somehow we found each other amidst the 700 kids in the class of ’74. Our friendship solidified and took on a more spiritual dimension when we attended late night Catechism classes on Mondays at St. Boniface Parish in Anaheim.

We cleaned up real well for this picture, but you should have seen us this weekend. Crazy hair, workout clothes, minimal makeup.

Patty drove up from Southern California, sensing that I was somewhat disoriented due to moving in to my new place while simultaneously holding down my full time job.  She came to my rescue- arriving on Friday night around midnight and staying until Wednesday morning.

When her feet hit the ground Saturday morning, the dust mop was blazing a trail on my new hardwood floor and pictures were being sorted and transported to appropriate rooms.  Patty made lists of what we needed  from Bed, Bath and Beyond, Walmart, and (our personal favorite) TJMaxx. While out shopping, she scanned shelves for her favorite dish towels.  “You have to have more dish towels and I just LOVE this brand!”  She took it upon herself to interrogate a salesperson at Cosco concerning the pros and cons of a set of pots and pans I was lusting after.

She sat with me and “Allison” from 3-day Blinds while I got a bid for shutters for the entire house. After Allison left, Patty was on the phone calling “her people” to compare price points and swiftly made the determination that the bid was much too high!  Off we went roaming my new neighborhood, looking at peoples’ windows to see who had shutters.  “Those are nice!  Let’s go and ask where they got them!” An hour later we were leaving Annie’s house with full knowledge of the guy who did shutters in her last three homes.  Not only did we get a great window treatment lead, but we made a new friend as well.

Patty promptly scheduled “Ed” to come and measure my windows and give me a bid for shutters while I was at work on Monday with my homemade lunch that she made for me.  When I came home, she presented all the figures and announced that this was the best deal!  She had also made plans for a coffee table that I ordered on line to be returned after measuring my space and seeing that there would be no room for knees and other extremities.  There were detailed notes on who she spoke with, their phone numbers, item numbers and instructions on who to call if the return didn’t appear on my bank statement in a week.

We sorted through all the items in my china cabinet and the sideboard, giving everything a new home and a feeling of stability.  Being that I am the woman with the most tablecloths in the world, I was surprised that my sideboard drawers were only half full. Where were my table cloths?  And where were my sons’ senior pictures that were on the sideboard?  A light bulb went off- I had packed a lot of things in the old black Amelia Earhart chest that hadn’t made it into the house yet.  Off we went to the garage.  “Get something for us to sit on while we go through this trunk!” she instructed.

There we sat for the next hour or so, going through my parents’ old trunk, unearthing not only my tablecloths and sons’ pictures, but also old newspaper clippings of my dad’s race for Mayor of Compton and my mom’s engagement announcement from an Atlanta newspaper.  Pictures of my brothers and I at all stages of growth.  Baby clothes and wedding dresses- mine and my mother’s. We talked about our fears of getting older and needing so much to be supported and loved in our lives.  We cried and laughed and then cried some more.

We agreed that we are both very independent and unusual women.   And that neither of us is likely to go down without a fight.  We both cling to items that bring meaning into our lives.  We both take pride in our homes and do our best to create a haven for those we love.  We both had as our major career path getting married and having a family.

When Patty left on Wednesday morning, I had instructions for the rest of the week and a handful of notes detailing every transaction she had maneuvered in the last five days- along with another homemade lunch she made for me to take to work.

My life has been so dominated by male energy.  My very influential father, five brothers, and three sons.  I’ve had many blessings in my life- and I am grateful.  And this friendship is a gift I find quite profound.

God must have known, when he scripted the story of my life, that I would need a Patty.




Much needed weekend with my Bestie!

Much needed weekend with my Bestie!

Do you ever feel like you have to escape your life and find someone who can help you make sense of the chaos and confusion that is creating cobwebs in your brain and taking up all available grey matter?    Is there anything better than a best friend to help you put it all into perspective?

She’s not going to like this picture and she’s going to kill me for posting it! But she’s my best friend and she will forgive me. That’s what best friends do.  This is me and my bestie in our hotel room with my iPad.  We are stalking people we went to high school with on Facebook.  How fun is that?  By day we are mothers with college degrees and respectable jobs.  We each have raised three high functioning children and we own our homes.  We go to work everyday and people think we have it all together.

But when we meet for a bestie weekend we regress back to two silly giggling teenagers with nothing to do but gossip and whine and wonder how we will ever be able to retire and spend winters in Arizona.

I got to San Luis Obispo first.. our half way meeting point.  She came a half hour later and the first thing we did was lock ourselves into the hotel bathroom so that Patty could repair her left eye makeup that had teared it’s way off.  She has a clogged tear duct just like I had two years ago.  Isn’t that weird? Do you know two people with clogged tear ducts?? Is that like a medical empathy condition?

Then we went shopping.  Unfortunately, it was much too early for cocktails…

It’s a rare skill to be able to talk about the fine details of your life while picking out birthday cards and trying on clothes.  But we managed.  We absolutely did not act our age unless of course there was some sort of a discount involved.  We had complementary wine and cookies for dinner in our hotel room.  I forgot my jammies and she loaned me her “life is good” jogging outfit to sleep in.  We cuddled under the covers of our queen sized bed and stalked people we knew on Facebook and took silly pictures of ourselves with my iPhone and texted them to friends we haven’t seen in years!   Who does that???

In the morning we got dressed and went hunting for good coffee.   I showed her the scar from my hip replacement and we talked about having our eyes done.  Later, we shared a hamburger from Habitat and a salad with blue cheese dressing on the side after which we indulged in frozen yogurt next door.  We were allowed two samples but of course we helped ourselves to more like six before we made our final flavor choices.

As we walked back to the hotel from lunch I noted the young college students with their very tight shorts on and their obvious goat feet showing.  This sent us into a near collapse on Higuera Street.  Patty corrected me between snorts of laughter.  “Camel toes! You mean camel toes!!

All in all we had a great weekend.  I am ready to regroup and put on my adult persona for work on Monday and no one is the wiser.  It was great fun being 16 again and not paying any attention to the major food groups that keep us healthy and prevent geriatric wrinkles and excess weight around the midsection.

I feel so blessed to have my bestie.   She is my friend forever.  She is my sister and my therapist.  She helps me make sense of my life.  I am confident that we will figure this all out together.

And I would be lost without her.   xox