In my previous post I went on and on about my friend Nita and her exciting life. Little did I know how mine was going to drastically change a few days later. I worked the weekend in the ER. Two days of injury, accidents, sickness, vomit and all sorts of other VERY exciting things. Twelve hours is a long day. I even had to stay an extra 2 hours Sunday night to assist with yet another ambulance. By the time I got home Sunday night I was beat.
My better half had a business trip and he left in the wee hours of Monday morning. Ahhhh, sleeping in........bliss.
The phone rings and my BFF from high school called. She was on her way to West Yellowstone and she wondered if I had free time and would I like to come up and stay with her. She had brought her darling talented daughter to a camp at the Playmill Theater for the week. My BFF had tickets to the shows and deluxe accomodations to one of the finest hotels in West Yellowstone. Let's see.....hubby gone....17 year old daughter in Texas with older sibling....laundry here at home.....grass that needs to be swathed....hmmmm....decisions, decisions.....uh, "Ya! I'll see you in few hours!" Woo hoo!
I arrived right on time, beautiful drive only 80 minutes from my house. Why don't I go there more often?
My friend and I were inseparable in junior high and high school having moved to the small farming community just days apart and entering 9th grade at the same time. We were pretty nerdy, OK, I was nerdy, but she liked me anyway.
The second I arrived we started talking mid-sentence where we left off 2 years earlier! Don't ya love friends like that?
We did a little shopping, bought twin jackets, enjoyed the Playmill show and went out to dinner at a highly recommended place.
The accomodations that she had chosen were truly deluxe.(I think in the off season they use this room to hang meat)
The bed only had one hair on the sheets, we won't discuss the condition of the bathroom.
Our second day there we ate "brinner" at this famous pizzaria. Our pizza was called a Buffalo Bill or something westerny like that. It was baked beans, red onions, pulled pork and barbeque sauce. Most delicious for a "brinner". I say brinner because we hadn't had breakfast because we slept in till noon because we had stayed up until 3:00 AM laughing and talking like the dorks we were in high school. We laughed about our biology class and dissecting frog guts and taking the frog gonads into Seminary. We didn't really take the gonads, we didn't know what they were, but it was a new word we had learned and thought we were funny. Seriously, I did not know that word when I was 15. I'm tellin' ya we were dorks.
It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard. My face still hurts and my belly is still full. We devoured that entire pizza! All 12 inches of it. We ate like teenagers instead of two woman staring menopause in the face.
We wandered all over Yellowstone acting like tourists, buying homemade fudge, taffy and carmel corn which was promptly spilled in the next store that we went in. We didn't go into the park and see Old Faithful even though we were minutes away. I'm just going to have to assume that Old Faithful still is.
We are different now, this BFF and I. We are married, we both have children. I'm a grandma...she isn't. She's a little bit vain however, she's had some augmentation surgery. Ya, she's kinda like that. She wasn't happy with her own kidneys, so she had one transplanted, I still have my originals. She got really sick in high school and over the last (*&^#*& cough) years she's slowly gone into kidney failure. She had a wonderful cousin that gave one of hers about 18 months ago. It's so awesome to see her so healthy now.
I had a blast! It was so fun to be spontaneous (this was huge for me...I have control issues) I love you Peggy! Thanks!