Cheesecake to the Rescue

Yesterday, as I often do, I called my dear friend Kat up after work and was greeted by her frantic and tired voice. As a stay-at-home mom, it'd just been "one of those days" and she'd had it with her kids, her husband, with life in general. Not uncommon for most stay-at-homes (or people), I'd assume.

Without giving it much thought, I said, "I'm coming over." She really doesn't live that far away - over by Santa Monica. She said I didn't have to, but I could tell she just needed a friendly face and hug. Plus, I owed her something twenty years in the making.

You see, we were at a JSA convention in 1989 and shared a hotel room. She happened to have some leftover cheesecake from a trip to The Cheesecake Factory and I decided it sounded delicious. So, I ate it. Well, I've been hearing about that ever since. So, knowing I needed to replace it anyway, I stopped by The Cheesecake Factory yesterday and brought her a slice of cheesecake.

It felt good to get out of my own little head and think about something other than my migraine or stupid Crush. Heaven knows I need to get out of my little shell more.

Katrina and I have been friends since we were in Junior High. In fact, it's because of Katrina that I was able to "elevate my station" and become part of "the popular" group. Laugh all you want, but it's true. Katrina's friendship literally changed the course of my life. In seventh grade, I was an outsider with a small eclectic group of misfit friends. By eighth grade, after Katrina befriended me, I was popular. Not that it matters now by any means, but it did change who my friends would be and what activities I'd be a part of. Without her befriending me, everything would've been different.

This picture makes me laugh because it's Katrina's pick for me to end up with. I think we met this guy (John Bell) at the fair (or the beach, or a party...who can remember). Katrina loved him and still thinks I should have married him. So silly. Kat has been my friend, my counselor, my memory, my cheering squad, and my sounding board. I honestly don't know what I'd do without her. A piece of cheesecake was the least I could do for everything she's done for me.