Times... they are a-changing.

Friday, 24 February 2012

I've always had crazy friends.

Crazy as in fun loving, trash-talking, weird, nonsensical, mad friends. People who accept me as I am, good days, bad days, alcohol induced days, laugh at my tears - while I laugh at theirs.

Friends with whom all manner of conversations can be had, friends who give one another space for other things that matter at that moment in life, and friends who can be counted on to still be there when everything seems all dark and there seems to be no light at the end of the tunnel.

Friends to hug and be genuinely happy when unions are made, and children are had.
People who grew with me, without any regard of lost years, fights, tears, or disagreements.

Males and females creating a ruckus in a group whenever we go out, so much so that our choice of venues are limited to al fresco cafes (for obvious reasons), laid back restaurants (not that we ate much!), clubs and the occasional out of the way beach bars.

So... this morning, just as I was getting ready to go to work, I made plans to meet up with two girls whom I've not seen in almost 10 years. Never mind that we are all Mummies now, and the last time we hung out was when we used to adorn the bar tops at the now defunct China Jump.

Image courtesy of: http://www.poole-associates.com/chinajump.htm

AC has 2 kids now, a 4 year old daughter and a 2 month old son, whereas JT has a 3 year old son who gives her reason to wish she is at home instead of on flights.

We agreed to meet at 10.30am on a random day next week.

Yes - morning date with the girls... in shorts and flip flops, as opposed to 10.30pm - dressed up and in 6 inch heels!

How times have changed.
But its all good.

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