I just got off the phone with my childhood best friend, and it feels wonderful. We don't talk often, or even send emails [we're both self-admitted bad emailers], so it's almost like a treat when we do talk. As she said tonight at the end of our hour 45 minute phone call, even if we did talk all the time we'd still talk for 2 hours and run up the minutes.

Our friendship has had it's ups and downs, and there were many times my mother voiced her dislike for that girl, and thought I should get rid of her. But I never quite could, she was part of me and who I was. It's her birthday in a couple days and I had sent her a card [even though she hadn't sent one to me for my birthday].

It felt good to laugh with her, and talk about everything and anything. I got her caught up on the news from here, who's pregnant, who's fat, who's fat and pregnant. We discussed Sex and the City, her old boyfriends, her new job, pap smears and her boyfriend's medical issues.

Neither one of us wanted to hang up, but we had to since we'd been on so long and someone was trying to get ahold of her. I promised to call her next week after I find out if I'll be employed or not, and we hung up.

I wish she was here now so we could play Boggle and watch Dirty Dancing.