Every few weeks, she and I enter each others’ lives and we catch up and talk and laugh and just… are. Each and every time that this happens, there comes this moment where I literally think, “whoa, she is doing it, she is really doing it!” and I want to simultaneously hug her and pour a few drinks down her throat in celebration. This is someone with whom I’ve gone from “big sister” to “mortal enemy” to “best friend” to “fucking bitch” and now to “I’m just in awe of you.” Oh, and there was that month of non-stop Nip/Tuck analysis

Every time the “awe” happens, I want to blog about it, because I’m so proud to have this person in my life, especially when it gives me such a fabulous reason to avoid my own reading. Sometimes, you just have to realize that the lessons being given to you, over and over again, can be lessons about love and friendship, and they don’t have to be so hard. And sometimes, you just have to blog about it because there’s really no other way to express things, unless you send a cookie bouquet or something.