Dear Baby,
I try really hard to not be one of "those" people. I don't obsess about celebrities. I lived in LA for a few years, so I have an unfortunate abit of reading celeb news and gossip, but I never had posters up in my room or followed one particular celeb or anything like that. But honestly, it's a shame that Alicia Silverstone and I will never meet. Because I think we would be really good friends.
She and I (apparently, if you believe interviews you read in magazines...) share a lot of common interests. We are both vegan, we both adopt shelter pets, we both want the world to be a kinder, gentler place, and now, aparently, we both feel we are destined for motherhood. She seems like she's enough like me that we'd have a solid friendship base, but different enough (wealthy, beautiful and famous, for starters!) to be interesting to each other. Either that or we'd be so alike that we'd drive each other nuts. I'm betting on the BFF theory, though.
Listen, Alicia (can I call you that?): we should exchange favorite vegan recipes - I have a kick-ass chili one, for example - and talk about how to be vegan and posh at the same time and how to cloth diaper our babies. You can teach me how to lose weight being vegan, something you did naturally, I gather, while I am struggling with the poundage, and I'll teach you how to knit/crochet/quilt/pick your craft. (Plus, I feel like you are the type of friend who would make getting together for yoga fun instead of something I'd be looking for an excuse to get out of...) If you don't already know how. We can cook our way through Vegan Cupcakes Take Over the World and Vegan Cookies Invade Your Cookie Jar. I've got all the ingredients, you bring the champagne.
Okay, enough of the Alicia Silverstone love-fest. I guess I just need some solid female friends, kiddo. Ones that live near me and who have similar life goals. There are a few girls who I feel like I am on the verge of friendship with, but it never got past the awkward stage. Maybe it's because I've been having such a tough time lately. I suppose you can't expect to meet friends if you aren't going to be a good friend yourself.
Picking up the pieces, baby. Pickin' 'em up. It takes longer than I thought, though.
Love you, kid.
Mama
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