Wednesday, October 29, 2008

For My Friend


When Kim and I lived in Vineyard, I met a lovely lady by the name of Vickie. She has always been so kind to my entire family and especially me. She has remained one of my very closest friends ever since. We get together to scrapbook almost monthly and she amazes me how crafty she is. She not only is a wonderful scrapbooker, but she quilts, sews, crochets, and decorates with flair. On top of all that, she is raising 3 outstanding young men and still coddles her husband, Mike.

When Vickie and I were neighbors, we started a funny tradition that went on for some time. Whenever one of us was having a bad day (yelling at our kids, stress with home life, sick, etc)we would take a plate of some fattening goodie along with this silly book called "The Blue Day Book". It has some really funny pictures of animals in it making weird faces and it has some great words to help one feel better about their circumstances. We traded that book back and forth for several years. Somehow, though, when we moved, I ended up with the book. It has been sitting in my bookcase and I see it now and then and have a little giggle.

Tonight, I have read on Vickie's blog (she's an official blogger now!) that she has had a crappy day. No real details, but enough for me to get that she needs the book. The only problem is: Vickie lives in Lehi now, and I can't just make a quick jaunt over there. So, here's my solution: a picture of our book and an IOU for a fattening treat next time I see her....here's to better days, my friend!

1 comment:

Vickie said...

I need you to know that you are a true friend. You have succeeded in making laugh and ball like a pregnant indian woman all at the same time! Blessed are they who have read the Blue Day Book. A final note: went to the Dr. on Tuesday due to the fact that our health insurance ends on Halloween and the nurse says "We'll just have you step on the scale" I told her i would if she promised to take off a pound for the shoes and she said she would, so I stepped on the scale and yes, every @#@%
pound that weight watchers helped me get off has come back for the long haul. I think I'll write a blog about it. Thanks again Erin.