Hey,
It's me again... W didn't get that job that he was so hopeful about. He's really taking it hard, and I am too. His email brought me to tears. I don't blame him for wanting to give up, but also know that giving up won't land him a job. How then to proceed?....
Send white light if you could.
Thanks, Barb
Twenty years, two marriages, two childbirths, three children, three thousand miles... One solid friendship
First Words
Barb: What color is that nail polish?
Amanda: Pinkish.
Barb: Revlon?
Amanda: Yeah, I think so.
Barb: I love that color.
The rest is history.
Amanda: Pinkish.
Barb: Revlon?
Amanda: Yeah, I think so.
Barb: I love that color.
The rest is history.
About Barb and Amanda
Barb and Amanda met in graduate school in Boston. Masters in tow, Amanda moved back to the Pacific Northwest, where she subsequently married, then remarried, and is now the mother of three. Barb stayed on the east coast (a few more of those years in Boston), never married, used to visit Amanda often, and is teetering dangerously close to to becoming the kind of teacher she and Amanda said they would never become. Faithful correspondents since they parted ways, only the medium has changed. Back in the day, they actually passed a journal back and forth via snail mail. (Honestly. They are stored in Barb's parents' attic.) This is their first attempt at blogging.
Blog Archive
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May
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- My Weekend in Brief
- Hello Summer!!
- So Far So Good
- Ready to Relax
- New coffee spot!
- A New Me
- DWTS overides the Jonas Brothers
- phone call
- Nails, Dinner, Drinks
- A New Place to Sit
- One Way
- Happy Weekend!
- Bummed Out
- Too Busy to Count
- Happy Mother's Day!!
- Countdowns--plural
- Whatever Works
- Flowers, food and friends
- Simmering Sauce
- Spring Cleaning Postponed
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Things That Make Amanda Smile
The Firepit
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