In one of BH’s recent posts, he wrote about his best buddies, "The 4 Musketeers" and it made me think of my friend Melanie.
She’s the one friend from High School that I’ve kept in touch with, and was always an example of what a real friend was. She kept secrets, and she would never talk about anyone behind their back. She’s the first friend that I knew without a doubt I could always trust.
I knew her in grade school, but really didn’t like her.
When we moved back to the area, I was going into my sophmore year in high school, and I found out that I did like her. LOL
We had lots of good times together, got into trouble together (her Mom thought I was a wild child and a bad influence). Little did she know Mel was just as much an instigator as I was.
OH, and she seemed to attract some ‘bad’ boys. One was Rick, who moved to our area from LasVegas, and was a big KISS fan… long hair, pretty wild. I’m sure her Mom thought I had something to do with it, but I didn’t. I had brothers that were known as the bad boys, I never wanted to date any. lol
We loved to go to dances, and we went to as many as we could. Our motto was, if a boy asked us to dance, we wouldn’t say no… no matter who he was. lol
I’m afraid Mel usually got the bad end of that deal, but we both had some reasons to resent ‘Stairway to Heaven’, ‘Nights in White Satin’ or any long version of a song.
We did have fun. All those summer nights, getting ready before the dance, and hanging out after.
We both had a psychic connection of when it was time for Dairy Queen, or if one of us needed to run interference
with a boy.
I could never ask for a better friend. She’s highly intelligent, a brainiac even, and yet she has the best sense of humor. We get on the phone and she has me laughing the whole time. She was a little lacking in common sense and ‘street smarts’ at times (she’s the first to admit that), so, I was her common sense and street smarts. LOL
I spent a lot of time at her house, especially when things were bad at home.
She’s a CPA, a Mom, a Musician (she has a baby grand and she plays beautifully) and has always been a friend I could count on, and trust. She’s the kind of friend and person I strive to be. I love her bunches.
I have some pictures of us around here. I’ve been trying to find them. One Halloween we decided to dress up as vampires… the end result, so her brother said, was that we looked more like hookers, so, we went with it, we were vampire hookers! (it’s one of my favorite pictures) BIG HUGS, Steph