I’ve written about her before on this blog – we have something particularly special.
She tells me everything. I tell her almost everything, because that’s how Nat operates, ya know.
I wish I could spend more time with her, but she lives in another state. We often day dream about all the things we’d do if we had time together.
We’d do our hair and nails, go shopping, have a glamorous lunch with cocktails and dine in the evening somewhere with excellent people-watching and cute boys we could flirt with. We’d smile, flip our hair and casually touch their arms as we giggle at whatever ridiculousness they talk about.
Although we’d immerse ourselves in the most wonderful “Girls Weekend” Angie would stand out among all the other women at the salons and boutiques. She’s very tall, her hands and shoes are bigger than most dress shops cater to and her Adam’s apple is conspicuous. But her heart is sweet and her intentions are good and she just wants to be herself – which is hard for her to do at home.
I care about her and love her and worry about her and want her to be content with herself and I will do everything in my power to help her feel that way – especially if it’s partying and drinking and looking at cute boys. =)