This weekend 3 of my best friends are coming to visit Winston Salem. I am not sure I am ready. I am not sure Winston is ready. But I am sure, I am so incredibly excited I had to break the 2 month hiatus of no-blog posting.
I have had previous posts discussing these delightful "green house girls" and I think it is appropriate to once again mention that these girls are the best friends a girl could have and to list a couple reasons they are the bees knees and why I love them so much..
- They can always make me want to pee myself laughing...even after a rough day
- They never say no to a beer....even if they may drink Miller Light
- They never say no to a good time
- We can pick up right where we left off - and its like we never left
- You can tell them ANYTHING....anything...and they wont judge you, if anything, they will just try and top you
- The Sunday morning conversations...typically consisting of trying to fill in missing detail of the nights before
- The way they all have a secret obsession, or not so secret, with Jerry
- They way Jerry likes them just as much as he likes me
- I cant seem to envision "the best weekend ever" without them being a part of it
- There is a endless amount of friendship dollars* and the effort that goes into receiving them is more than has gone into some of our college classes
- 8 girls. 8 weddings. 8 opportunities to sing Whitney Houston at the top of our lungs post college. Oh, and 8 Bachelorette parties. Or make that 16.
- Whitney Houston
- I cant say green house without saying GREEEEEEEN HOUUUSSEEE
- I find myself laughing at the most random things because they remind me of shenanigans. Ex. the word "thank you", lean cuisines, hot pockets, penguins, ladders
- They will come visit me where ever I am. Even Winston Salem. And I will go visit them where ever they are. Even Martinsville Indiana.
- When I attempt to explain them or us to anyone else that has never met them their jaws drop and they judge me a little bit
- When I say "one time with the green house" to people who do know the green house, I get judged a little bit
- Cousin Vinneys.
- The graduation Bar Crawl they took me on 2 weeks before graduation
- The 2 hour long games of quarters. As 4 PM.
- Schizophrenia. The made up card game. With made up cards.
- The song Paradise by the Dashboard Light. Seriously, how many groups of 8 girls do you know that know every single word to that song and request it nightly? Oh, and act it out.
- The stories I can hardly tell because as sooon as I start, I am laughing too hard
- The six pack I acquired during college from laughing so hard with them every day
- The relationships I formed with them and know that they would do anything for me. Anything. And knowing I would do anything for any of them.
- The fact that I could go on forever, and this list would just get more and more ridiculous and make less and less sense
GH4L ladies- cant wait for your arrival. Bud light.......er, Miller light (ew) is chilling.
A couple of the green house ladies...just a typical night...probably a Tuesday
*Friendship dollars. I dont know if I can explain what they are, or if any really of us can, but we all know what they are, and will do anything to try and receive them. Ex. 25 friendship dollars to anyone who asks the DJ to marry them. 50 friendship dollars to anyone who gets London Warrens phone number. 150 friendship dollars to whoever wears these Depends out to the bar. 500 friendship dollars to anyone who wakes up in Marycrest.