For most of them, this will probably be the only time I call them ladies as I tend to call them other words. ;)
So a post about ladies, I couldn't not mention my mom.
She gave birth to me, and I love her. To me she's the most beautiful person in the world. She's always shown me to work hard, and have compassion towards everyone else, while still putting on a smile and making other laugh no matter how she may feel. I won't get to deep into her, because there's always Mother's Day to talk about her. But I love her, and I don't know what I'd do without her.
My little sister, one of the only people that annoys the hell out of me and yet I love her more and more each day. She argues with me all of the time and I wouldn't have it any other way.
My grandmas. One of them I still have, the other I never met. But I love them both just the same.
My dogs Nala and Lola. They're like my daughters/sisters. It's weird. But they really make my days some days. Yes I consider them ladies as well. Bite me.
Now the other ladies.
O.S. Mmm. What can I say about her? She's one of my best friends. I've known her for 13 years and I hope and plan that it will be many more. She claims that I threw sand at her in first grade and that that is her first memory of me. I say that's BS because I would never do that! But I do however remember the first time we interacted way back in first grade. My first memory of her. Of course her hoe ass doesn't remember it, so none of us will ever know which one of us was right. But between you and me? I was, and am right. And always will be, anyways. She was new to our school, and she was in my first grade class. We went on a field trip to a nearby park, and we were playing Duck, Duck, Goose on the grass. When it was my turn the teacher pulled me aside and told me to choose the "new girl." So I chose her and she was the goose. I don't remember what happened after that. But I have memories of her all throughout the years. She's amazing, and we're always talking. And whoever dates her I feel sorry for them because 1, she's tough, and 2, I won't let them get between her and me. We talk every day all day. So they'll have to deal with it. I love her.
K.P. This girl. This lady. I met in her in 7th grade and I actually do remember when I tried to talk to her, and more importantly why I talked to her. It's kind of funny. We were in second period history. She had long hair. And glasses and she always had a book, and was always reading. And I admired that because I loved reading. So one day in history class I was sitting next to her and I noticed that she had the last Series of Unfortunate Events. How jealous was I? Extremely. I suck at making friends so I really remember how nervous I was, and scared to talk to her. I wanted to ask her about the book. I wanted to know! And in my mind I was already imagining us being friends and eventually her letting me borrow the book. I don't remember the exact words of our convo but it was something along the lines of me saying something like "is that the last book in the series (as if I didn't already know), and her slowly looking up from reading it, and giving me the scariest look ever. And saying "yup," and that was it. I was done for the day trying to make friends. But the greatest thing is we did become friends, we went on to have classes together through the years. And we were there for all our changes and phases. And I've watched her truly find herself. And I only wish her the best. She's one of my best friends. And that will not change, I'll make sure of it. I don't like any of the guys she shows interest in simply because I feel like they don't deserve her. She's incredible and she only deserves the very best. I love her.
A.L. This one was actually an extremely weird way of becoming friends with her. She was best childhood friends with one of my friends. And one day this friends texted me using A.L.'s phone. Unfortunately that day I hadn't felt like talking to anyone so I had actually given my phone to my parents. So all day I was phoneless. So in the afternoon when they returned it and said someone had texted me. I checked and it was my friend. I knew she probably had already left, but something possessed me to reply anyways. A.L. replied not my friend. And we started talking. And talked. And talked. And found out we had so much in common. And we became best friends. And later on we went to find out she lived like a block away from my grandma. And her grandma lived on the same street as her. And her older sister had been best friends with one of my cousins. And her mom worked at the hospital where we had spent a lot of time because of my grandpa. It was like our lives were destined to be connected. And I'm glad I sent that text that changed everything.
A.M.W. I call this girl by her middle name or when I'm feeling different by her first name. I met her in elementary school where she told everyone to call her by her middle name. In middle school and HS she told everyone to call her by her first name. Hence why I call her both. She's loud and obnoxious and I wouldn't have it any other way. She's always there when I need a shoulder to lean on, and I remember calling her piggy eyes in elementary school, because well she had piggy eyes. She's be a constant factor in my life that never changed and I really hope it never does. And despite the fact that she says she doesn't believe in love, I hope she does fall in love with someone who falls in love with her.
M.D. My favorite red head. Aside from the Weasley Family, duh. I met her in HS. She was the girl with the great taste in music. The girl who we had a three way call between us and another friend till late or actually early like three in the morning. Of course some of those times I actually fell asleep on them. For my birthday she made me a CD once. Who does that?! This girl does! It's the only CD anyone has ever made me and I treasure it, and keep it safe and it's one of my favorite because it took work and dedication and I felt like she actually poured her soul into that. And I appreciate that. Because to me it meant she cared about our friendship and I know she does. She's one of my close friends and I always love our conversations, even if she is a Negative Nancy. :p
I feel like I've forgotten some, but truth is I could probably write for a long time on which ladies changed my life, who, why and how.
But the ones mentioned above are the ones I don't want to live without. They've helped me when I'm down and helped me fly when I'm up. I love them all. Wish them the best and hope their men realize that they'll have to deal with me. Forever and ever *bursts into song*
Aww Fred... haha so sweet
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