I have a post sitting in drafts, just waiting for the right day to publish it. It's not a happy post, and I'm in a fairly good mood today. So it's gonna sit in drafts awhile longer.
I guess the other day when I was telling you about my family, I forgot to mention my other half, AnnaBella (or AB). She's my wifey, in the (mostly) platonic way. She is my bestest friend in the whole world and I am so happy her husband crashed on my couch for a month so we could meet. So here's our story.
In 2006, EM and ET (AB's husband) were on the same submarine and became good friends. The sub was getting ready to go to Texas, from Virginia, to be commissioned. Big ceremony, First Lady Laura Bush was there, Texas senators and congressmen, a WHOLE bunch of people were going to be at this event. This event also precipitated the boat moving to Connecticut. They weren't going back to Virginia, but were going to be stationed in Groton, CT. A lot of the families were moving at this point, AB and ET being one of them. Only, AB moved before the boat left. This left ET without a house, so he came and crashed at our house. No biggie. It was really more a place for him to store his stuff while he went with the boat to Texas. I'd never really met AB until ET started staying with us. We'd met at a picnic for the wives and a pre-deployment/moving to CT meeting. At the meeting, we were both giggling at each others' snide comments.
So, I'm at work one day, and I get an email from AB. It was a thank you card, thanking me for letting ET stay with us, so they didn't have to rent an apartment, or pay for a hotel, blah blah blah. And I was like, cool, I like this chick. So I emailed her back, telling her it was no big deal, he was a great house guest, he offered to babysit for EM and me, so we could go out, he wasn't messy, I never heard him take a shower (side note: I actually asked EM if ET was taking showers, 'cause I NEVER heard him. And the bathroom was right across the hall from our room. True story.).
Then, I got a response. Well, not a response, but more of a three paragraph missive telling me about her kids, her, ET, etc. It was HI-larious. My coworkers were giving me strange looks as I was trying not to snort. So I emailed her back. And we emailed back and forth for months. She helped me find a house in CT. She came and babysat my kids while the movers were unloading the truck.
It was like I'd found my long lost twin. We have the same ideals about most things, and find the same things about living the Navy life ridiculous. It was great. I moved to Connecticut in October, just in time for the really cold weather and snow. AB was gracious enough to take me places, because I had never driven in the snow. Ever. I grew up in South Carolina. She grew up in Ohio. She could handle snow.
That was 6 years ago, and we've had some lulls in our friendship. Mostly due to not being in the same state, but I always know she'll be there for me. Just as I'll always be there for her. Our husbands? Not so keen on this idea. Oh well!!
I guess the other day when I was telling you about my family, I forgot to mention my other half, AnnaBella (or AB). She's my wifey, in the (mostly) platonic way. She is my bestest friend in the whole world and I am so happy her husband crashed on my couch for a month so we could meet. So here's our story.
In 2006, EM and ET (AB's husband) were on the same submarine and became good friends. The sub was getting ready to go to Texas, from Virginia, to be commissioned. Big ceremony, First Lady Laura Bush was there, Texas senators and congressmen, a WHOLE bunch of people were going to be at this event. This event also precipitated the boat moving to Connecticut. They weren't going back to Virginia, but were going to be stationed in Groton, CT. A lot of the families were moving at this point, AB and ET being one of them. Only, AB moved before the boat left. This left ET without a house, so he came and crashed at our house. No biggie. It was really more a place for him to store his stuff while he went with the boat to Texas. I'd never really met AB until ET started staying with us. We'd met at a picnic for the wives and a pre-deployment/moving to CT meeting. At the meeting, we were both giggling at each others' snide comments.
So, I'm at work one day, and I get an email from AB. It was a thank you card, thanking me for letting ET stay with us, so they didn't have to rent an apartment, or pay for a hotel, blah blah blah. And I was like, cool, I like this chick. So I emailed her back, telling her it was no big deal, he was a great house guest, he offered to babysit for EM and me, so we could go out, he wasn't messy, I never heard him take a shower (side note: I actually asked EM if ET was taking showers, 'cause I NEVER heard him. And the bathroom was right across the hall from our room. True story.).
Then, I got a response. Well, not a response, but more of a three paragraph missive telling me about her kids, her, ET, etc. It was HI-larious. My coworkers were giving me strange looks as I was trying not to snort. So I emailed her back. And we emailed back and forth for months. She helped me find a house in CT. She came and babysat my kids while the movers were unloading the truck.
It was like I'd found my long lost twin. We have the same ideals about most things, and find the same things about living the Navy life ridiculous. It was great. I moved to Connecticut in October, just in time for the really cold weather and snow. AB was gracious enough to take me places, because I had never driven in the snow. Ever. I grew up in South Carolina. She grew up in Ohio. She could handle snow.
That was 6 years ago, and we've had some lulls in our friendship. Mostly due to not being in the same state, but I always know she'll be there for me. Just as I'll always be there for her. Our husbands? Not so keen on this idea. Oh well!!
