I’m a lazy friend. Not horrible, just lazy.
I keep secrets. I give the best hostess gifts. And I can make you laugh.
Getting me to actually show up at your house?
Terrible. As in 99% unlikely. Which is why Roo was surprised to hear where I was going on Friday.
“You’re actually driving to Gardner. Gardner, Massachusetts?”
“Yes. Past Framingham, near Leominster.”
“But it’s Friday,” Roo said, sitting down on the couch and putting up his feet, “We get tired on Fridays.” *
I shot Roo a look as I felt for my keys in my purse, “Of course we get tired on Fridays! But I still need to go. I haven’t seen AA in over a year.”
“You can’t reschedule?”
“You are the worst!” I said, throwing a pillow at Roo. “Besides, JL is going to be there and I haven’t seen her in ages either.”
AA and JL are dear friends. And powerhouses.
They are the women seen tearing through a Warrior Dash, just because they got up early that morning and thought, “You know what would go well with this cup of coffee? Mud.”
I am not built like them.
I’m deathly afraid of heights, whine when I get a blister on my toe, and despite my love of power yoga, I hate sweating.
But the three of us love to laugh, drink wine and share the most humiliating stories. It’s what we do.
I love it.
Conversation ranged from “how girls don’t fart,” followed by “then I woke myself up by farting. On my boyfriend.” to “do they not see me? why am I always sat on? I’m a person!” that night. I haven’t laughed that hard in a while. And on my drive home I was inspired.
When they get home they need a quick, easy meal that can refuel them while satisfying the taste buds of little ones and in AA’s case, her big guy.
Stir fry was the first thing that came to mind. It’s a one pot meal (especially if you have leftover cooked quinoa) and can be thrown together less than 30 minutes.