So, Lisa the Brit emailed me today, because I emailed her saying I had a blog. Lisa was one of the people I have befriended along the way who somehow acquire a replacement last name from me. There have been many "the" people in my life. Joey the Hat. Chuck the Bartender. Rico the Elf. Mike the Evil Elf. Kim the Stripper. Lisa the Brit was my first friend that I made after I had Chloe. She was funny as hell, and we spent tons of time doing absolutely nothing together. We park hopped, all the time. And we always had coffee. Sometimes I think she was preparing me for Washington State, where coffee is a 24 hour drink of choice.
Lots of people slip away in my life, and Lisa sometimes tried pretty hard to get lost. But, somehow we have managed to keep in touch from my move to 30 minutes away, to 5- 6 hours away, to the opposite side of the country. I honestly think it's because we both saw each other's children for who they are, cute, rambunctious kids who may not always do the right thing, but are not bad kids. Lisa and I could handle a lot of toddler-hell. When Chloe thought that attempting to gouge out Tyler's eye would be a fun activity, we both handled it well. And when Tyler decided that biting chunks out of Chloe would be fun, again, we both took it well. Of course we did watch them like hawks and make sure they didn't hurt each other, but there was no "your child is evil" arguements.
Many of you know I am not that kind to most people, I can be quite judgemental. But I knew Lisa's kids, and Lisa, well enough to see what really mattered. Not the mistakes, but the moments. I would like to have them as neighbors again one day, but since Lisa is in Maryland and I am in Washington State, I doubt that will happen.
By the way, I call her Lisa the Brit because she is British, just in case you are wondering. Hardly insulting when you bring Kim the Stripper into the picture, huh.
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