Well, she couldn't talk because we were going up a big ass hill, so I did the talking until we reached the top. Then she was able to speak. The story was good, and juicy and well worth hearing! I loved the story! But even more than the story - I loved being with her! It was such a warm, sunny beautiful spring day, and it almost seemed sinful to be out on a walk during the day, with a friend. It's a treat in which I never get to indulge.
I don't have many gal friends - not ones that I can just hang out and walk around and gossip with and also I don't have any sisters. She doesn't have any sisters either. And our other cousin doesn't have any sisters. So in a way - we're like sisters. Except those two are older than me (but not by much anymore - they used to be much older than me, but over time, I've caught up to them somehow) and they lived in the same town pretty much and so they have always been like sisters. I have a sister-in-law, but she has her own sisters and it's not like I can just flounce in and be all, "hello! I'm your sister now too!" So you see, I'm just kind of stuck out here - sisterless.
I was the
They were the ones that always got to pal around and have fun - going barefoot outside, cutting their feet, smoking behind the shed or some other kick ass childhood activity that I wasn't allowed to do. When they went to college, they hung around together too and even had alot of the same friends. So today, taking a sinful walk around the neighborhood with my cousin - smack dab in the middle of the day - was delightful! IT BROUGHT ME JOY! The ONLY thing that would have made it better were if our other cousin was there with us!!
Raisinaruckus doesn't work outside the home - well she does - but she sets her own schedule -
It was a nice walk and we had a nice conversation and my dog pissed on every mailbox in a 4 block radius and also took a shit in someone's elephant grass. We just walked along and ignored him like we didn't know who he belonged to. And her son rode his bike along with us, thinking how