'Thnks fr th mmrs'

...Ahh for those of you who don't speak Pete Wentz, or are unfamilair with this particular dialect of Emo this post is titled 'Thanks for the memories'.







Dedicated to all of my true friends.





On more than two occassions this week alone, I have been reminded, that the definiton of a true friend, is not all about fluffy bunnies, warm fuzzies and rainbow drops.





Don't get me wrong, I love how friendships naturally are pre-destined to come with a free serving of fluffy bunnies, warm fuzzies and rainbow drops.





However, I am a firm believer that a true friend, can cut through all of those things, right to the root of what is really going on, and be brutally honest with you. Even if they know it will break your heart, or if it is not what you want to hear, a true friend will be the man in the mirror that you have been avoiding eye contact with.



I am lucky enough to have a few of these friends. Friends who aren't afraid to hurt my feelings & break down boundaries, but are able to do so without being nasty.







A brief run-down of evidence of true friendship over the past week:





Occasion One,

Friend A, visits bathroom to deposit number ones, whilst on the telephone to me.





Occassion Two,

Friend B laughs uncontrollably at me, as I attempt to change her baby's weird, new 'disposable-but-at-the-same-time-reusable' number two's nappy, on a slippery changing mat, on an un-level couch cushion, as the darling babe evil-eye's* me to hurry up, whilst on the brink of tears.



(*We know one thing that she got from her Mama. Yeah that's right, I went there. )





Occasion Three,

During a telephone conversation with Friend C, I mentioned that I had updated the blog. The response I got? "Ugggggghhhh Fiiinally! I've been waiting for aaaaaages you know?!"





There, Friend C! Are you happy now?