I love Priscilla

Priscilla and the girls came over last night at like 8:30 and stayed until after 11.  I will happily sacrifice sleep for some girl time.  Jake even behaves for me better when they're around.

We had some good talks.  Like, we really talked.  The kind of talks that you can't have with most people.  We have those a lot lately.  When we first started hanging out, our talks were hesitant.  Guarded.  We watched Friends together, talked about being pregnant, talked about impending motherhood, then about our adjustments once the kids arrived.  As that first year progressed, we were opening up more, falling in love with each other's kids, and realizing we could lean on each other.  We started testing the waters, stepping out a little at a time to see what would happen if we opened up.  Another year and a half allowed us to gradually realize that we really could be real, and that judgements would be withheld.  We're at the point now that we can show each other our scars -- the scars we don't show anyone else -- and then talk about how we got them and how they still kind of hurt.  (I'm speaking metaphorically about scars, of course.  We're not like dropping our pants and saying "look at this!"  heh.)

A month or two ago, Priscilla called me one night after Jake had tested me all afternoon.  She asked how it was going, and I said "Jake is making me want to throw him against the wall."  I had said this about Jake's behavior earlier to Lou and Lou got pissed.  He was offended that I would say that, and thought I was threatening Jake.  Dude, it's just how I FEEL, you know I would never hurt Jake, I told him.  It's like the comedian who said "I can see now why some animals eat their young."  She wasn't going to eat her kid.  She was making a point.  But he didn't get it.  When I said this to P, though, she said "Oh my gosh, Elauna was acting that way yesterday and I almost went insane."  I just wanted to hug her through the phone.  Sometimes as a mother what you need is someone to just GET you, to know what you're going through and to say it's OK that you're feeling the way you are.  And what I said to her then was "See?  THIS is why you're my best friend.  You understand the random things I say."

So there's that, and she keeps bringing me frappucinos and then we split a mini Starbucks chocolate cake.  That makes any night a good one. 

P.S. Thank you, sister Sheri, for all the cool pictures you take of me.  These pics from summer 2003 are so special to me.  You rock, dude!

Comments

[Ninotchka]

What beautiful pictures! Aren't friends (and sisters!) the best? I don't know what I would do without mine. :)

[Sue]

You're lucky, Jen to have a special friend like Priscilla who 'gets' you. Very pretty photos too :)

[Amy L]

What great pictures! You are very fortunate to have a friend like Pricilla and she is very fortunate to have a friend like you. I am glad that you two know what you have and appreciate each other.

[Kelly]

What a special post. You are both so lucky to have one another. I loved the pictures too!

[Andrea]

This was a really good post, Jen! I loved how you positioned the photos (did that sound right?) It looks like it could be an article in a magazine! Also, the background in those pics looks awefully familiar...almost like I've been there before or something!!! ;o)