Saturday morning my phone rang. It was Danielle. She said she was 2 minutes away with Joey (her son) and she was coming to get us so we could go to the pony rides they were having that day. I tell her cool and I'll get the kids dressed and we'll go.
She gets here, we get the kids ready and I get me ready and we go. It was fun. A little cold, a lot wet but the kids had a blast.
Then when we were leaving we figured out we'd grab lunch and go back to my house to eat. Perfect!
She so kindly paid for all of this, by the way, cool friend that she is. The plan to reciprocate is to have a painting party at my house in the near future and I'll supply the wine…ha!
Anyway, we ate lunch, the kids are all playing happily and we're chatting.
She tells me how she went to Anchorage for the day last week.
I give her the look and ask "You went to Anchorage for the day and didn't tell me? You GOT ON A PLANE and didn't TELL me???" She starts laughing because she knows I'm going to freak on her. So I do, of course.
I don't know why, but when someone I love gets on a plane, I really like to know about it. It's a RULE of friendship with me. J is notorious for doing this. Going on a trip and telling me AFTER the fact. Drives me nuts!! lol. I know some people just don't see it as a big deal, but I do. And it's a rule. If you are my friend, if I love you, once you book the ticket, I should be notified as soon as reasonably possible after but BEFORE you leave on the plane.
I mean, this is NOT complicated, people!!
Geez.
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