November 29, 2011
A Creative Friend
I am lucky to have some wonderful girlfriends. Some I see often, some I know only from this blog and hope to meet one day and some that don't live close by that I get to only see occassionally. My friend Melissa is one of those. I originally met her at the Silver Bella art retreat in 2008. We became fast friends. Lucky for me she only lives a few hours away and this past year we have been better about scheduling visits.
She came to see me in June for 5 days. She slept in the studio. This is what it looked like before she arrived. Neat huh? Tidy? That first picture is of a tin of goodies I put together to welcome her.
We shopped, played and ate. It was so much fun, like a grown up slumber party but better because you can legally drink. She put up with my family and my Sweet Hubby's messy fried egg sandwiches. I put up with her staying up sewing until the wee hours and going running in the mornings presumably just to make me look bad.
I also put up with her trashing the studio. I mean, Holy bad house guest! Okay. Maybe I was just as much to blame as she was. Plus I was able to leave it at night to sleep in a tidy bedroom. No wonder she was up half the night.
I'm going to visit her in a week and a half for a few days and I'm especially excited about a craft brunch she is hosting. Also I want to see if her family is as weird as mine. Probably not. Here is Emma trying on her clothes. Aren't those legs ridiculous? They are about a mile long these days.
Recently Melissa requested that I knit a wrap for her after seeing a picture of one she liked. Believe me, it will look much more chic on her than it did on me when I tried it on while I was racing around trying to get ready for my Thanksgiving company.
I suggested that rather than give me money, she pay me with a Christmas throw quilt she made a few years ago which I have been smitten with since I first laid eyes upon it. That's way more fun, don't you think?
Now it's mine and I will cherish it almost as much as I cherish her friendship. A truly good friend is a hard thing to come by.