I don’t hate my job at all. But this sure made me laugh:
So tonight, we’re not going to the bar. We’re going to our friend Lynette’s summer party. I wrote about her a little while ago, the 55-year-old trying to live with terminal cancer.
With that sobering news came talk of a bucket list. But her bucket list made me laugh because it didn’t reference sky-diving, travel or the like. Her bucket list included: Tom Selleck, Bruce Willis, and Kevin Costner. Huh? Yep, all the dreamy men she wished she’d-a-met. Oh how we roared over that list. That’s Lynette.
She’s that gal — the one who’s always the first to help, who brings food to neighbors, organizes parties, bus trips to the casino, and fundraisers for veterans. She’s bought baby gifts for girls who weren’t family and furnished the apartments of friends. When hubbs’ mom passed away, she showed up with coffee, beer, food and money. Money? “Trust me, you’re gonna have expenses you didn’t think about.” And we did.
Generous, yes you could say that. But also a ton of fun to be around. Direct. Smart. Funny and sharp as a tack.
She’s a wife, mother, sister, friend, neighbor and G-Ma.
She’s all of those things and more.
But most of all, she’s our friend, and tonight’s not just Friday night, it’s her night. And we’re gonna form our very own support group. At her bar.
Happy Friday, peeps. Celebrate everyone in your life! Friday and every day.