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Damn those dear friends!
I like to think of myself as an island, a stoic isle.
I really don't *need* to hang out with other gals. It's nice, but I like to stay home, too.
The three Webers (and some other ladies, mind you, but I think it's pretty funny these three dear friends all share a last name) are very dear to me.
When one of them moved away 6 years ago, out of my state, I cried. She married Scott's best friend and moved back to her home in California. I couldn't blame her - she was living in the ghetto in the foreground of the Anheuser Busch factory before she moved back home, but still...
Damn that Weber!
Another one brought me a plant from Trader Joe's and some ice cream balls after I told her I was ready to run into oncoming traffic due to a bad week. She is British and has a killer sense of humor and understands the big words I try to impress her with. She took me out for an impromptu pedicure this afternoon. One of those, "I'm showing up at your house in 5 minutes!" type of things. My toenails are now "Dutch Tulip Pink".
Damn that Weber!
Another one is always inviting me to her house and feeding me dinner. Our joint dead babies and love of teeny, tiny bottles of wine sealed the deal.
Damn that Weber!
Oh, Weber ladies, how you barrelled your sneaky ways into my heart.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of a Weber.
Maybe that's why we have one of these?
2 comments:
As the British one, I have to tell you something funny about the grill you pictured. When I was dating my Weber husband I saw their grill and thought that it was very weird that this family had had their grill personalised. I can't believe I actually thought that and didn't assume it was a brand name. I was only 19 at the time though...
You're the only Hillestad I know. Fancy that!
Some of my in-laws are Webers... WATCH OUT WORLD! Weber's are taking over!!!!!!
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