Friendship
If you're ever in a jam, here I am
If you're ever in a jam, here I am
If you're ever in a mess, S-O-S
If you ever feel so happy, you land in jail; I'm your bail.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgot,
Ours will still be hot.
If you're ever up a tree, phone to me.
If you're ever down a well, ring my bell.
If you ever lose your teeth, and you're out to dine... borrow mine.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgate,
Ours will still be great.
If they ever black your eyes, put me wise.
If they ever cook your goose, turn me loose.
If they ever put a bullet through your brain... I'll complain.
It's friendship, friendship, just a perfect blendship.
When other friendships have been forgit,
Ours will still be it.
My Lucy went home today. Okay, so her name isn’t Lucy, it is Jaime….and my name is not Ethel. But, since I_Love_Lucy is one of my favorite shows, I thought I would use the Friendship_Song from that show to start this post. And, in a way, Jaime and I are like Lucy and Ethel. She is slightly mischievous…and I love to be an accomplice. We were together quite a bit in pharmacy school—and formed a really great friendship. Then we graduated and she moved back to her home state. Now I miss her (and her family) a lot. But, she came to visit us this past weekend. And we shopped—and ate—and shopped—and ate. Oh yeah, then we had a few drinks and played darts and accidentally put holes in the wall. Sorry Jim. I will help Spackle and paint! We had a great time, but all good things must come to an end. We took Jaime to the airport this morning. I know she needed to go home—and see her boys and get back to reality of being a mother, wife, pharmacist… But that doesn’t make me miss her any less.
Good friendships are so hard to find, I think. Ones that last anyway. Ones that survive time and distance. Ones that even if it has been a long while since you have talked or seen each other you pick right back up like not a day has past. Ones that make you cry when they leave and smile when they call. I only hope that when Cade gets older, he has as good of friends as I do in Jaime.
My Lucy went home today. Okay, so her name isn’t Lucy, it is Jaime….and my name is not Ethel. But, since I_Love_Lucy is one of my favorite shows, I thought I would use the Friendship_Song from that show to start this post. And, in a way, Jaime and I are like Lucy and Ethel. She is slightly mischievous…and I love to be an accomplice. We were together quite a bit in pharmacy school—and formed a really great friendship. Then we graduated and she moved back to her home state. Now I miss her (and her family) a lot. But, she came to visit us this past weekend. And we shopped—and ate—and shopped—and ate. Oh yeah, then we had a few drinks and played darts and accidentally put holes in the wall. Sorry Jim. I will help Spackle and paint! We had a great time, but all good things must come to an end. We took Jaime to the airport this morning. I know she needed to go home—and see her boys and get back to reality of being a mother, wife, pharmacist… But that doesn’t make me miss her any less.
Good friendships are so hard to find, I think. Ones that last anyway. Ones that survive time and distance. Ones that even if it has been a long while since you have talked or seen each other you pick right back up like not a day has past. Ones that make you cry when they leave and smile when they call. I only hope that when Cade gets older, he has as good of friends as I do in Jaime.
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