Friday, November 12, 2010
Lovin' My Friends
This morning my friend brought me a Pumpkin Latte from Starbucks. YUM! On this chilly morning drinking my latte makes me feel warm and cozy - and thankful for my friendships. I'm a southern girl, grew up in Texas where we say things like "I'm fixin' (as in I'm about to)" and "lovin'" and "y'all come back." In spite of all my years of travel across the U.S. and spending lots of time in my hubby's southwest, I never lost use of those southern words. Another thing I've kept is the southern hospitable way that my family taught me. My daddy is an old-time preacher and never meets a stranger. My mother was an elegant lady who always was seen with a smile. Their friendly manner in life taught me much about how to treasure friendships, like bringing a friend a Pumpkin Latte. So in my current state of life with my fixer upper in an area I did not grow up in, I have chosen to make friends. This week the subject of lovin' my friends and making new ones has constantly been on my mind. Last night, for instance, I went to Carriage House Antiques and helped my friend, owner Bunny, clean the shop for her and her husband's second anniversary this weekend. It just felt good to help someone without asking for anything. That's what lovin' friends is all about.