Mom and Dad that are still kickin'.
Younger brother that doesn't totally suck, at least not all the time.
House with a yard and a garage, even though the piece of crap is probably gonna be broken for eternity.
Yes, we are dressed the same and yes, we both have awesomely styled bangs.
We've been "together" for like 18 years (I'm not really as old as that makes me sound).
We met in Hanau, Germany circa 1991.
Her dad was in the military, my dad was a civilian who worked for the military.
We met in middle school.
She didn't like me. I thought she was pretty, but sorta mean looking.
Other people thought we were cousins (which is weird because I honestly don't look anything like any of my cousins).
I can't remember exactly how we got to be friends, I'll have to ask her about that.
But, we did.
And, now look.
We're still together.
So, since we're coming up on a time of the year when you're reminded to think about the amazing people you get to share your life with
We're kinda like Whitney and Dion. I'm Dion, though because even though she's rockin' that crazy wack afro, at least she doesn't have a nasty crack habit and a marriage to Bobby Brown in her future.
Blech! I can name at least 12 people I'd rather have to kiss than Bobby Brown.
This is for you, champ.
And, what would a Dumb Mom tribute be without an original poetry selection?
You know how I feel about poetry!
Roses are red,
Violets aren't violet?
You're more than a friend,
you're like a copilot.
We've shared so much
these eighteen years. (Remember NJHS? Dorks!)
We've had lots of fun, (VEGAS!)
and cried some tears. (Not really, huh?)
But, it's not always been
chick flicks and wine. (or really expertly combined mixed drinks)
At first things were strained,
this bond took some time. (So glad you got over that Kenzaki business)
But, after a bit
things turned out just right. (Lucky for you!)
My charms, I suppose,
Were just too much to fight.
Not middle school, high school,
or countries between,
could drive us apart,
we're besties it seems.
And, I'm happy, and grateful,
and really, quite lucky,
to be stuck to a chick
who is more cool than sucky.
It's been real.
Well, mostly anyway.
But, on a serious note, BFF and I have a partnership that makes life much easier to live.
It's not influenced by romance (we've NEVER hooked up, and we don't pillow fight so, Hubby, quit asking) or relation (Mimi hasn't been a part of some of my more questionable exploits, because, and I know some of you would disagree, going to a strip club with your moms when you are like 17 is a little more than awkward).
We're not obligated to stay together, we just do it because we like it.
And, partnerships like this can lead to amazing things.
Like the Path to Peace Project sponsored by Macy's.
BFF and I may not be changing the world like Macy's and Oprah, but we still believe in the power of the partnership.
PBD Admits it's Free: As part of our support for the Path to Peace Project, BFF and I received pieces of jewelery that are part of the collection. They are nice. You should check them out. I bet your bestie would love to get one of these bracelets or necklaces for Xmas.
*photo courtesy of those lovely stalkerazzis that keep our live interesting at TMZ