typing in bed

I’m over at the Island sleeping at my friend Dawna’s house.  (Yes, Bob her husband lives here too, as well as her son.)  I just say Dawna’s house to situate my long-time bloggers.  This is the Dawna of the-I-miss-my-female-friends-blog around a month back.  You know, when I was stressing about trying to start up new friendships and how awkward I feel sometimes.  Well, Dawna is one of my long-term dearest friends.  There is little about my life that Dawna doesn’t know.

I’m staying at her/their house for two nights because I have a few school visits.  Claremont tomorrow and Stelly’s on Friday. 

ANYWAY, the good news is, I’ve talked Dawna into being a guest blogger tomorrow.  She is very nervous, which makes the whole idea of it even MORE fun!  Sometimes, I feel like we’re an old sitcom show, where I talk her into something crazy because I think she’ll like it, or sometimes just to see the expression on her face and then the laughter that follows.  She’s the type of person who is staunchly there through thick and thin.  She is the best type of friend.  And now I’ve talked her into being a guest blogger.  I was very persuasive.  I told her how liberating and fun it is.  We shall see.  I told her the same thing when I convinced her to get her first massage.  Hmmm…someday I’ll tell you that story. 

I’m not going to tell you about any of the really good romps because that will give her a huge pallet of things to choose from.  And who knows?  I told her it is perfectly fine to write, “Hello.  It’s Dawna.  Good-bye.“

We shall see.  We shall see.  I have to go now, because Don is going to be Skyping me any minute.  (I misspelled that didn’t I?)

Posted by Meg Tilly on Wednesday, February 20, 2008 in Chewing the Fat