The picture below is of me and my friends' mom. Hopefully she won't get too mad about being Famously Internet blogged, but she's gorgeous so she shouldn't care, right?
When I was in high school, I hung around her twin sons, or should I say, I drove them around where they wanted to go. Yeah, I was their bitch. They always had a real strict curfew, and if they were like a second late, they were grounded. I had a Plymouth Champ at the time, and the highest speed it went was 40 mph so usually I was seen high-tailing it to their house to get them home on time.
Due to this, the first time I met their mom I was probably thinking, "yeah, this woman is hella crazy what with the freaky curfews and crap" but the instant I met her my little teenage sassy attitude turned into complete admiration. She and I clicked instantly. Soon enough, I didn't even have to knock on the door, and I would go see her before I'd even see what the boys were doing.
We would sit at her dining room table and talk, laugh, and basically make fun of whatever shenanigans the boys were up to at the moment. She was always funny, and smart, and totally unassuming. It was natural I started calling her Mom!
About 10 years ago, we had a falling out. Needless to say I was butting my nose in where I shouldn't have, natch. This past Christmas, she called me and it was like not ONE day had gone by. That love between us never changed!!
This weekend I got to spend time with her, the boys and their kids. It was fantastic. Fortunately the boys still had fodder for us to make fun of, and it was just like old times.
I am so blessed to have people like her in my life!!!!!
Love ya Mom!