Sunday, November 04, 2007
This is not FedEx.
This is Liz, she was my best friend in college. Since college we have gone back and forth a lot through some serious growing pains. On Friday night her girlfriend buzzed me claiming to be FedEx. When I got downstairs and saw this girl I didn't recognize that certainly didn't look like she was from FedEx I was a bit bewildered. Then Liz popped out from behind the door. Typical Liz. Did I mention that she lives in Cleveland?
We stopped speaking after some drama over two years ago and then she text messaged me a few months ago at the end of my pregnancy. This time I responded and told her I was pregnant. She told me that she was in court fighting for custody.
"wait, my lesbian friend beats me to having a kid?"
No, joking yet again. Fighting a traffic ticket. Oh yeah, she likes to speed.
Fast forward a couple of months after I have the baby and send her pictures yadda yadda I get an email asking for my address so she could send something to the baby.
She got me good! Reminds me of how when we lived down the hall from each other and would meet up at the elevator before going out she would hide in the utility closet next to it and jump out at me.
My dad and his crew (including my little sister) are here until Tuesday. I'm kinda stressed. But thinking back on this fun little surprise helps. And so does seeing my sister. I wish she was here and not at a hotel.