Biting my nails in anticipation
I'm awaiting the arrival of my friend who will be here in another week. One more week - I can't believe it's almost time. I'm happy, yet very anxious, and so is she. It's funny that we're both feeling the same way. We had this conversation, on the IM recently where we talked about what it would be like when we see each other, would we recognize each other? Then we both started talking about what we look like now from what we looked like when we were younger.
We had a lot of fun when we were younger, our families became very good friends. We went clubbing together, to the beach - we did this a lot - in those days, we had no transport and used to hitch hike to the beach! (that's how I met my hubby) We had such a wonderful time in those days.
We were quite a unique mixture of friends from different parts of the world. I felt so green then, because I was so much younger than all of them and she took me under her wings. The one thing she said to me was how mature I was and how much centered I was. I never realized how "exotic" her friends said I was. Me, exotic! But I was 17 when we met, my parents were pretty strict and I didn't really go anywhere. I graduated from high school and went straight to work while putting myself through school. My parents weren't rich and so thats what I did. When we met I was ready to go explore because I always wanted to have a good time and I enjoyed meeting people. Being from Europe she had a lot of friends both from our homeland and other countries. I never really thought anything of it when I used to hang out with them. I even caught on to their language, which I don't speak anymore. Boy did we have a lot of fun!
It's been about 18 years of not seeing each other. However, we have stayed in touch, by writing letters and making phone calls and thank God for Emails and IM's, we have pretty much been in touch almost everyday. So now that we are finally going to see each other again after so many years, it got us both on the road to "I've got to lose weight now!" So we started our own individual programs to drop the fat. You don't realize how fat you are until you make up your mind to start doing something about it. I mean, my God, when did my girth become so wide? And how come it's so hard to take it off. It was easy to put it on. It's not that i wasn't concious about it, I knew I wasn't as slim, and I use that word lightly because I was never Slim, I was very curvy, think coco cola bottle, that was me - still is, only wider on the hips (and bulge on the stomach, wings on the arms, dimple in the thighs - need I go on?) But seriously, I have three kids, I know I put some weight on and that's no excuse, you know how hard it is to get rid of the weight gain and if you cant' be bothered then, heck what do I care how large I am? I'm B&B -big and beautiful! I still turn a head or two - heyyyyy! I'm rambling....well, so I started working out again and it's hard, but I'm doing it and I'm proud to say that I'm 25 inches thinner! No, I haven't weighed myself, not ready for that, but I see the difference in my body. My clothes fit better and people are commenting that I've lost weight. Yep, I'm on a roll.
So, I await her arrival with bated breath because I don't know what my reaction will be when I see her. Will I cry, will I laugh and cry or will I shriek and yell and jump up and down and have people wondering if I'm sane? Possibly the latter, but hey, I'm not making any promises. I told her to be prepared for me to possibly scream my head off in excitement. Our kids and spouses will also be meeting for the first time so it will be quite a reunion. They're prepared to give us our space when we get to the airport. They've all been warned on both sides to just be prepared for random acts of weeping and shrieking and anything else. I have no idea what to wear. To some people that might be fickle or unimportant but I have to look great. So we are both having sleepless nights in anticipation of seeing each other again. I can't believe its finally going to happen!