Best Friends

Ho-hum...Branden leaves tomorrow morning and I've been dreading it for the past week or so. We finally got a second cell phone set up so now I finally have my own cell phone again. Branden has set it up for me so that I can get on my twitter and personal Facebook account but I won't be able to blog. He gets back late on Friday evening and I don't blog on weekends normally, so my next post won't be until next Monday. I've told Branden that if he wants to post on my blog while he's in Dublin then he has free reign but he might be too busy so who knows if he'd get to it. In the meantime, I will leave you with another blog to swing by and visit...and I might be able to kick her in the butt and get her to post more!

In all honesty, this is one blog post that I have been putting off. It's been very intimidating for me to even consider how to start it. No, it's not some confession that I really am a man or have webbed feet and a pet unicorn, it's about my best friend. My husband is my bestest friend but I do have a best friend who I have mentioned a few times, Chrissy.

My husband knows me. He knows my past, my inner thoughts and how I tick. But Chrissy gets me. She knows why I am and how I think. It's a big difference, and if I could morph the two together then the creation would probably know me better than I know myself...but that's scary so I'm happy that they have their two sides.

Chrissy and I met through a mutual friend and eventually started our own business together. Her parents owned a number of rental properties and were building more rental properties. We became a business so they could hire us to clean in-between renters and tradesmen so the properties could be re-rented as quickly as possible. This was a part time thing, since we both already had full time jobs, but we managed to have fun (despite some horrid things we came across!) and got to see just how well we worked together.

Our seamless banter, ability to constantly think the same thoughts, and finish each other's sentences, deemed us as an old married couple who had been together at least 30 years! When you put us together you almost got a free comedy sketch as we played off of each other back and forth constantly. When I found Branden again on myspace, Chrissy was away on a missions trip to the Dominican Republic. As soon as she was back into American cell phone service, she called me (having not talked in 10 or so days) and I told her that I had met someone. She has told me that she knew right then and there that this was the one. She could just tell by my voice. Chrissy was always so supportive. She knew that since Branden was going to be gone in Canada for school, that him and I needed to spend as much time as we could the summer before he left. She didn't get jealous, or upset that I didn't see her as often; she was just full of joy that her best friend had found the right man! Of course she was my maid of honor and I keep a photo of us from my wedding day on my nightstand.

We have a lot of funny stories that I will share with you over time. I am also happy to announce that (after a little coaxing from me...although she really wanted to do it) she has started her own blog! She has a much better memory than me and usually remembers more of our adventures than I do! Now she has only just started her new blog so there are only a couple of posts...but that's easy to catch up on!

Chrissy's Blog: Things on My Couch