One of my best friends called me this week and asked if we could have a "craft night." She said she wanted to do some "crafts" for friends and help me with my projects.
Ben was out of town and I was craving the sound of adult voices, laughter, something to look forward to.
Three of us sat on the couch while all of the sewing supplies, scraps of fabric, mod podge, scissors, and large hunks of foam sat in another room.
We had to inform her (while she was eating her fast food dinner) that corn has no nutritional value and wheat bread isn't really that good for you unless it tastes like cardboard. I think she was pretty sad.
Then, I got out a tub of my son's animal crackers and we used them to scoop chocolate icing straight into our mouths. They didn't judge me when I finished the whole container almost without any help.
While the crafts sat in the other room, we talked about the important things in life. How boys are so stupid (except for Ben), and what Ben and I fight about and how even when we're fighting I still know I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
We talked about how it's kind of annoying when people say things like "God's timing is perfect," because while that may be true the world is a broken place full of wickedness and sometimes God's perfect timing seems to refer more to when we're dead than the here and now.
After discussing all the reasons why boys are dumb and google-stalking a few of them, we debated the pros and cons of sending a random guy an email out of the blue. We got all philosophical and spiritual about whether or not it's good, and then we convinced her to do it.
Because, what good is craft night if you can't drink too much Diet Pomegranate 7-up (with antioxidants) and convince your friend to email random guys, because what the heck?
I love friends and the way they make everything so, so fun. I love the way they hear your thoughts that don't sound right coming out, but they know how not to "take it the wrong way." I love that sometimes we make each other slightly dumber and goofier, but mostly we make each other infinitely wiser.