Hot Amish pt. one ....

There comes a time in each of our lives when we meet that special person that quickly works their way into our hearts and gains the title of best friend.  My daughter has been fortunate to find her soul bestie early on.  They met in the latter half of 2nd grade and all I heard was Tash this and Natasha that.  I was THRILLED because I remember when.  The giggling, the knowing look you both share over something really great, the soothing when in later years a guy broke your heart and they knew how to make it better.  Girlfriends are an important part of a woman's life.  I am grateful that my little girl has such a sweet one.

Zoe & Natasha *goofing* for the camera


But sometimes as time goes by we drift away from our girlfriends because "it" happens.  The man comes along that takes all your attention away or you just grow apart.  How ever it happens, it tends to happen.  For me it happened early on as I drifted away from those in high school I felt it was time to let go, I wasn't truly close to anyone and the one person I was close to... Well their lifestyle was one I wanted to avoid and grow up from.  Staying friends with them would only bring me down. 

I have a hard time making friends.  I am a very blunt and honest person and I don't deal with pissy, whining nor emotional women who can't get a grip on reality.  I tend to be very GOOD friends with guys because they know what's what and how to deal with it.  But for the longest time I was wanting something more.  A girlfriend if you will.  Someone who knows the "hate" of the monthly visit, someone that understands that another pair of shoes is a GOOD thing.   Someone that wasn't my husband or my Mom, who are truly my best friends.  I wanted someone like me in many ways but different all the same.

Well .. as luck would have it Zoe helped make this want into a reality for me.  Tash's Mom!


That person in the middle is someone I LOVE to hang out with, we like to talk shit about our men left and right but we know that we love them more than anything in the world so we don't judge when the man bash begins.  She encouraged me to STUFF my fat ass into a bathing suit and go to the lake this year.  I wouldn't have dared it without her insistence! She brings me the awesome "trash" mags from work and I hunt for jeans in Tash's petite size.  She's like a sister, one that I never knew I had but I can't wait to get to know all about her better.   She tolerates my "dots" and makes me laugh til I think I could pee my pants if I laughed any harder.

So Liz ... if you see this ..  I am very thankful for you this year.   You're my favorite hot Amish I tell ya and I promise, for now .. I wont post that picture.  :)  There might be a Pt. 2 to explain it tho. Ha!