Monday, July 7, 2008

Saying “See you later” to my best friend…

I’m sitting here and wondering, “How do I explain a friend like Lisa?” When honestly, I’m really not trying to think about how great she is. Because if I did, I would most likely have a stream of tears falling off my face and onto my shirt.

Lisa and I met almost 2 years ago. Our husbands started flight school together and became friends, almost right away. She knows the story. I remember when I met her, the first thought in my head was “thank God she’s not a crazy I LOVE THE ARMY chick!” No offense to anyone who is, but her and I are just proud of our husband’s and that’s all we need the world to know.

She was there for me when I needed to complain about any and everything, and I often did. I’ll always cherish the memories we have sitting on the sofa and drinking a margarita or a glass of wine while complaining about the insane things our husbands did, and still do. Or the time I was elbow deep in a turkey’s ass and all you could do was laugh and take pictures. Wait, was that the neck? Doesn’t matter, all I know is that it was my first time making a turkey and it actually came out pretty decent. I would not wish to spend that day with any other person or family.

You have a way of making everyone who steps into your life feel like they’re # 1. Even when you’re just short of insanity, :-) you push your feelings aside to make sure your friends are comfortable and happy. You go above and beyond the call of friendship on a daily basis and I want you to know that I appreciate you for that. Nothing that you’ve done for me and my family, has been over looked.

I never thought that in my life I would have a friend like you. Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for all your cooking tips and recipes. Thank you for loving food as much as I do. Thank you for treating my family as if it were your own. Thank you for your understanding, patience and love. Thank you for all the laughs. Thank you for all the margarita’s and migraine medicine. That you for letting me weigh myself almost every single time I stepped into your house. I guess I’ll have to buy my own scale now. LOL!

I will miss you terribly when we leave. Please know that you and your family are now and always will be, a part of our family. If you ever need anything, I am here for you. This is only the beginning of our friendship and I look forward to the talks and trips to Vegas to come. :-)

Happy Birthday! And this is only, “see you later“.

I love you.


Lisa Lou Hoo said...

Sniffle, Sniffle...
Sob, Sob...

And all these years I thought you were a Hooah- I LOVE THE ARMY chick!!!

And yes it was a Turkey's ASS- I have it on camera- remember? But it was indeed a good Turkey's ass!

Are you calling me insane? Excuse me while I call my therapist!!!

I really do need to call him because I don't really know how to cope with you leaving in 4 days other than drinking pitchers of margaritas to drown my sorrows! But somehow, I think that might be frowned upon!

Boo Hoo Hoo!
Excuse me-I have to grab a Kleenex!

Amy said...

I am so glad Lisa has a friend like you in the middle of nowhere Army post that is so tiny you are bound to run into too many hard core Army wives Fort Rucker! Good luck in California.
(Lisa's SIL)