“That” Friend


So, I have this friend, who I’ll call…”Carmen”

She’s one of those friends who has a gift.  She is definitely not a liar (let me make that perfectly clear!), but she is one of those rare people who has the ability to look at things in a certain way–a way that can change even the worst event into a hilarious adventure.

When I’ve heard her recount an event that we’ve both attended, I’ve found myself seriously questioning, “were we at that same event? I’m pretty sure that I was, but now, I can’t be totally sure.”

She can make anything fun…and, I mean anything.  She once came to visit me at the hospital right after I got out of surgery (I was still in the recovery area) and had me laughing so hard, I almost had to kick her out.

When I found out I was pregnant, I was happy but very nervous. The next day, I met Carmen at a party and when she found out that I was pregnant, she told me that being a mother was the BEST THING IN THE WORLD.  She said it so convincingly, I believed her.

She is one of those moms who never carried a diaper bag!  She brought her son to my house for me to watch for a few hours—with no diaper bag.  I am a planner—a SUPER planner. I never left the house without the diaper bag until my kid was out of diapers for a full year!  Somehow, she returned after a few hours, just in time. I swear that kid filled his diaper right as she was walking to the door, with diapers and wipes in her hand. She is one of those people who hardly ever comes prepared, and yet somehow, it always works out for her.

She’s one of those people who leaves a package of Sharpies in the playroom and then hosts playgroup there and doesn’t get upset at all if “a little bit” of marker gets on the walls or if your kid pees on the floor.

Once, horror of horrors, my toddler had an accident (in her tights—ewwww!) at Carmen’s on New Year’s Eve. Carmen just laughed it off and handed me some soap and a towel while I started to almost have a nervous breakdown in the bathroom. I’d tried to be like Carmen, I knew my kid was filling her diaper, but I decided to sit for 60 more seconds and finish my glass of wine–big mistake, huge mistake!

Let’s just say that the “Ce la vie” lifestyle is not something that works for everyone. There is an art to it. And, the universe has to be on the same page as you. The universe can tell if you are a fraud. LOL

There’s no one I’d rather be stuck on the side of the road with a flat tire with. Wait, who am I kidding, I’d be sitting there, holding the screws while Carmen stubbornly insists on changing the tire herself and we’d both be laughing our asses off. And, while I’d recount the story to friends in at most, a fairly clever way, her retelling of it would likely have you peeing in your pants from laughing so hard. And, I would wonder yet again how she does it, but the truth is I really don’t care. I just continue to be super happy that our paths crossed a long time ago and that we will always be friends.

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