My golden friend

You know the song, "make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold. A circle is round. It has no end. That's how long I want to be your friend" it pretty much sums up my friendship with my friend Amanda who got married this past weekend. If you don't know the song you obviously weren't a Girl Scout but it's self explanatory.

Let me tell you a little about our friendship... it all starts back in 1992.

Me and Amanda have been friends since we were four. Yes, 4 years old. I consider her my oldest and dearest friend. We went to pre-school through 5th grade together at our small, tight knit Catholic school and then in middle school I moved across town and went to a different Catholic school.

In the 4th grade we were utterly obsessed with Hanson and when I say "Hanson" I meant, Zac Hanson. We formed a fan club and were planning to celebrate his birthday together with chocolate cupcakes. Until I got grounded {the only time I ever was grounded, fyi}. We were also obsessed with the Rugrats watches from Burger King. Anyone remember those?

We both played {I tried to play} basketball together. After I moved, our schools played EACH other {there is already extreme animosity between all of the parochial schools when it comes to bball season, or was when I was growing up.} For a brief stint in the 6th grade, aka the month leading up to and after we played each other we hated each other. We talked crap to each other on AOL Instant Messenger every day. Hateful words, I tell ya. You move on from adolescent and childish fights. You remain friends. Our friendship had it's ups and downs, just like any friendship.

Her sister was a year younger than us and as kids, we were all 3 inseperable. If Amanda spent the night, Rachael did too {most of the time.} Sometimes we liked Rachael, sometimes we didn't. When we didn't we actually forced her to play with my younger sister {5 years her junior} instead of playing with us. Mean girls.

We had all these traditions growing up... one that I will never forget is I always helped them decorate their Christmas tree.

We may not keep in touch as much as we should and we might not hang out all the time but when we do it's like we pick up right where we left off. No time and distance have ever seperated us.

I could ramble on and on about memories and such but the point of this story is I am so happy for one of the best friends God ever gave me. On Saturday night she got married to the man of her dreams, and I hope for her the rest is just happily ever after!

The only picture I got of me and the bride and it is dark!

Me and Rachael. Sister of the bride, MOH and catcher of the bouquet.

Other old friends :) Too bad the iPhone was not up to taking pictures

Her mom added this one to facebook today, I think her dad was snapping shots when we weren't looking. He's a sneaky one!