I think I passed a test.
I think I failed a test.
I'm worried I broke my cat - this happened twice this week.
I can't sleep.
I don't know what to eat for lunch.
I can't remember a plot line in Friends.
I'm on the verge of baking cookies for a kind and handsome stranger and need to know if it's creepy.
I really, really, really need to analyze ever single minute of the Bachelor/ette.
I don't remember what things people who don't study all the time do.
I need to vent and/or cry.
I need her to look up the satisfaction ratings of a casserole dish when I'm at the store, ready to buy it.
I just did something stupid - this one happens a LOT.
I need her to help me pull off operation Mother's Day from across the country.
I'm bored.
I don't know how to set up my appleTV.
I don't know how to fix my appleTV.
I miss home.
If you're reading this and thinking, wow. This sounds like a lot of give, give give on Shannon's part, you're right. I definitely got the sweet end of this friendship deal. Though, I do send her cat selfies on a very regular basis. Like this one!
And this...
And this...I especially love the look of desperation in Jack's face in this last one.
While it mega-blows that we live far apart, I am so lucky to have a friend who loves me always, encourages me constantly, and isn't afraid to tell me when I'm being a brat (pshh...like that ever happens).
Love you, buddy! 2,058 miles ain't got nothin' on us. :)
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