tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012982845940063925.post7842031348982592069..comments2023-06-19T06:55:21.685-05:00Comments on Bassic Living: Mediocre FriendsCheryl Carey Basshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05325928052505193058noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012982845940063925.post-19486831011595962162008-11-20T00:57:00.000-06:002008-11-20T00:57:00.000-06:00Hey! I feel like such a jerk...You called and I h...Hey! I feel like such a jerk...<BR/>You called and I haven't returned your call. When I listened to your message, I totally cracked up. It's funny 'cause I was just thinking about you tonight as I was soaking in my retreat (the tub) and I wanted to call you, but it was too late. I thought to myself, I want to write Cheryl and tell her what a cool person she is and I logged onto my email and there it was about me. We were always on the same wave length. When I listen to the 80's, I bust a gut when I hear that song "Red Red Wine You Make Me Feel so Fine.." You know the one, cause you always told me that was your dad's favorite song (Theme Song). I have NEVER been able to find a friend with such a twisted sense of humor to match mine, as I have with you. I have cherished creating all of our personal jokes together and I laugh everytime I think of all the rotten stuff we did as teenagers. I love all the crazy, stupid, and delirious moments we ever had. They made me feel alive, present, and cut loose real.<BR/>You are a once in a lifetime friend, Cheryl. No one could ever be as unique, as strong spirited, and powerful as you. You accepted me and worked with me as only a devouted friend would. I am so proud of what you have become and the happiness you have found in your life. More importantly, I am proud of what you have faithfully struggled through and valiantly survived. You came just in time for me as well, when I was a dardy teenager. Here I was, this socially backward blunt New Yorker girl who didn't have a clue about Missiori southern style. I remember seeing you lauging and joking and saying to myself, I am going to be friends with that girl. You showed me the ropes.<BR/>Cheryl, everyone knows you as the "funny" girl Cosmos that you can be, but I want everyone to know that I see an immensly compassionate woman who has depth and strength beyong what people actualy see when they first meet you. I have never laughed so hard that I cried all the time in my life, as I have with you, my friend. I have never felt so open and vulnerable as I have with you, my true friend. I have never taken so seriously advice from a friend as I have with you. (even evil schemes heh heh)<BR/>I pet my kid's eyelashes jokingly because of you. Member?<BR/>My family loves Cool Ranch Doritos with cheese spray on them, because of girls camp and my kids use the phrase DAR ta DARRRRRRR all the time. I still think of you everytime I watch "Fried Green Tomatos" or see a trampoline. Remember those sleepovers at your house? Cheryl, you have my loyalty. <BR/>This is just a small tribute to you, I could go on and on...I don't want to steal your thunder, I just want to say it how it is. <BR/>Like you stated, I don't freely give my inner most self to everyone, I am very selective about who I make friends with and who I trust. That's what street smart people do. Don't feel bad about that. It is your great intuition that you posses. <BR/>I was so touched that you wrote about me. You made me cry, ya nerd! I love you! Forever Booze Buddies. -DeeDee AKA Dee2<BR/>P.S. I must really think you are great because I am such a dard with computers I had to write this 2x cause I didn't have an account and this whole thing got erased. Duh.Dee2https://www.blogger.com/profile/08715011999483594037noreply@blogger.com