8 years ago today, in 1994, I met my best friend Chelsey. We ended up sitting together at the 75th anniversary party for the law firm that we worked at – and while everyone had told us we would be friends we hadn’t met before in the 2 months I had worked there. I was a temp-to-perm employee and had received my formal job offer the day before on Friday, but didn’t sign the contract until the following Monday. At the banquet, I ended up winning one of the grand prizes – 2 Round-trip tickets on Continental, and Chelsey was mad because it was her birthday and those tickets were hers! (Ok, she wasn’t really mad, but it’s just how we operate…)
So, you would think that after 8 years I could finally remember when her birthday is. Every year I wonder if it’s on the 22nd or the 24th of October. I think I have some mental block now to getting the date right. Maybe it’s because my formal hire date at the firm was the 24th. But I know better than to miss her birthday – so I called her first thing this morning to check.
I could have played it off … but instead I just came clean and confessed about my mental block. She laughed and called me a “Dork” – now, isn’t that what true friends are all about? But I got it right – it’s today! Crisises were avoided, the world was saved once again!
She’s the bestest friend I could ever ask for, and really, if you ask me, I think it’s only appropriate that I give her TWO birthday days. She’s just that wonderful. So big, huge, wonderful birthday wishes to Chelsey – I love you bunches and you are the best! Happy 29+2 Birthday! *smooch!*