So this is a love note of sorts. Been feeling very grateful lately for the really amazing girlfriends I'm so lucky to have. This handful of super-special women is a mixed bag of very different personalities; a kindergarten-teaching Utah MILF; a gorgeous, whip-smart, RU marketing undergrad; a wanderlusty struggling artist-turned Oregon housewife; a sweet-hearted veteran NYC actress with a knack for great chats; a bike-riding hippie math tutor; a wacky musical theater gal with a terrifying Britney Spears impression; an ambitious Chilean-born L.A. hottie; an adorably pint-sized world traveler who always knows where the party is, a *Snatched Alabama boy transplanted in all his fabulocity to the big city (Note: gay besties count as girlfriends). They are my True Blue girlfriends, the shiny stars of my universe, and every day I love and learn from them, even when we're apart.
You see, I've always been friends with boys, but I can count on two hands the number of real girl friends I've had. It was never a deliberate choice, it just seemed to end up that way; me and a bunch of boys. Boys were easier. You get along ok, share an interest, and so you're friends. You hang out when you can, and when you don't, nobody worries about it. You talk when you talk, you see each other when you see each other, and that's enough to maintain a lasting, “brother-from-another-mother”-strength friendship. Its incredibly low on drama; nobody gets their panties in a bunch about anything, unless its very extreme, in which case somebody gets socked in the mouth, which is considered fair by both parties, and after a couple of days of radio silence, you're back at the bar having a beer together and bygones are bygones. Its legitimately, genuinely over.
Women (excepting the True Blues) are different. Let me rephrase: women are DIFFICULT. In looking at the relationships with my female friends that have lasted, and those that have fizzled/faded/exploded in mind-numbing spectacle, I feel like there must be a common thread. I've spent the last 3 hours wading through the murky swamp of girlfriendship and boiled it down to two lists: 3 Things That Make Girlfriends Work and 4 Surefire Signs Someone Isn't A True Blue.
Things That Make Girlfriends Work:
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