Isn’t it funny how you lose touch with people? And I guess by funny I don’t mean “ha ha” I mean it’s sad. For real, I spent all of high school trying to find good friends, and by the end of it I did, but then we just seemed to drift apart. (I’m now related to one of my old high school pals, yet we never ever talk. Funny…..sad.) So then I went on SoD and made at least one really good friend, but we too drifted apart. (I think the fact that I’m from Saskatchewan, and LIKE it, predestined me to be a bit of an outcast with the SoD crew. Even though I’m right in the middle of every road trip from Manitoba to the apparent promised land of BC where half of SoD has moved, no one stops in for a visit. It’s sad, and by sad I mean sad, not funny.) I go to an awesome church, but one of its problems is that there are maybe two couples around our age: funny……er, sad. Although there are times I do crave girl time, I am thankfully married to my best friend, and he’s everything I need. (Aside from a fun evening of painting toenails every now and then: not only would he not let me paint his toenails, he’s nallergic).