July 03, 2007

It's a Wonderful Day in My Neighborhood

Chaos can reign at times when I come to my folk’s home. We come and go, there are things we do as a family, and there is just never enough time for everything. Plus, when we come up here, it is time to decompress. The stress of our day to day lives is easily replaced by sleeping past 8, maybe taking a nap, and just… existing.

And because of this, when I come to Pensacola, I am not always able to look people up. Dinners are not possible… we always have a big family dinner. But lunch and/or breakfast is workable sometimes.

And a few weeks ago, I decided it would be my mission, to see if I could meet Mrs. Who and Bitterroot, who live about 30 minutes from my home. I’ve been reading them since they started blogging and I just have an enormous amount of respect for them. They’re the type of people that hit what others would see as a road block, and they keep on going. Through adversity, the two of them together, as a team, make it through.

They made the trek from their home to meet me at a Chili’s but 10 minutes from my folk’s home and I have to tell you, I wish I’d seriously sat down and made this happen a year or two ago.

I love them.

We had pretty much finished our lunch and as good fortune would have it, the skies opened up and we stayed longer. There was no way in hell we could leave in the stormy weather, and so we talked and laughed and it was… wonderful. Warm your heart wonderful.

They are funny, and gracious, and warm. And when you talk to them, you feel like you’ve known them your whole life and you think to yourself, “These are good people….” They are people you WANT as friends.

They are people you WANT to hug when you say goodbye.

And they are people you WANT to see again.

I hope to. I really do. It was such a pleasure. Besides, Mrs. Who and I grew up but a few miles from each other and although we know our paths have crossed, you can see from her post HERE, I know we know more of the same people.

I did have to rush home, as I’d been coerced into seeing The Transformers. Ugh. I so did not want to go. Actually, there are no words to explain how much I did NOT want to go. But luckily, with such low expectations, bottom of the barrel, in the cess pool expectations, it turned out to be a fun movie. I enjoyed it…

Rounding out with the family fish fry… it was a VERY good day! (Well... barring the whole drink your urine conversation... that was not so good...)

Posted by Boudicca at July 3, 2007 10:13 PM | TrackBack
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BR and I love you too, Bou. Thank you for your kind words, and thanks for meeting us today. And we would love seeing you (and maybe more of your family) again.

(Was the movie really okay? Buck is really wanting me to take him to see it...maybe I'll hit the matinée and then I won't feel like I've wasted TOO much money. Ahh, the things we do for our kids.)

Posted by: Mrs. Who at July 3, 2007 11:59 PM

I almost ended up bringing a couple boys with me, but luckily there was someone at home! But yes, next time, maybe we can do family together.

It is matinee material. It really is not that bad. The previews were worse than the movie. The kids really did like it... and I'd liken it to maybe a lesser kid movie like Wargames when we were teenagers.

Posted by: Bou at July 4, 2007 08:06 AM

My husband's brother's brush with fame was when the MGM lion peed in his mouth. Never open your mouth to say, "Look at the lion!" Or if you do, stand well back!

I'll have to ask him if it was spicy.

Posted by: Peggy U at July 4, 2007 10:14 AM

I'm really happy you were able to get together with Mrs_Who and BR. They do sound like wonderful people.

As for the Transformers movie - I'm waiting until it's out on DVD - the movie theaters suck pond water around here so since we have our bright shiny new television - if I can get surround sound - I'm never going to the theater again. Heh. I can always wait to see a movie. But I'm still glad for the review because the commercials really do suck.

Posted by: Teresa at July 4, 2007 02:01 PM

Mrs. Who is wonderful. I didn't get the opportunity to meet her other half.

Posted by: Sticks at July 4, 2007 06:52 PM

It was my intention to concur with you how nice it has been to meet a few bloggers, some very far, a few very close. Until I was absolutely blindsided by that last parenthetical statement.

Do I wanna know? Uhm, no. Not really.

Posted by: Erica at July 4, 2007 07:18 PM

I'm finally back online (well, sort of - I've been horking around with my PCs again), and I wanted to add to Mrs. Who's earlier comment... It was *wonderful* meeting you, Bou! Blew me away that little ol' you came straight up and gave me a hug. I must not be as scary looking as I had first thought! I laughed when MW told you "I'll be the short brunette with the tall BALD guy." Gah!

Oh, and if at any time I just looked at you confused or nodded and smiled dumbly, I apologize. I didn't mention that I can't hear so well sometimes, and the acoustics at Chili's were awful...

Thanks again so much for the treat, but I insist that next time (and there will be a next time!) it's on us! Don't worry about our travel - we're used to living in the sticks and driving a spell to get wherever we want to be. Perhaps we can round-out our respective clans for a larger meet, somehow...

Any bets as to how long it would take our collective broods to come-up with something so equally shocking as the urine-drinking conversation? ;)

Posted by: Bitterroot at July 5, 2007 07:19 PM