Here we are in NYC, living in a lovely 3 bedroom upper west side apartment that my friend, Anna has had for 30+ years. 4 women ranging in age over 4 decades, from all over the country, that fate has so cleverly brought together to give us more laughter than we have had for years, more sympathetic support, and more new experiences than ever thought we could have under one roof!
Little could I have guessed a year ago when I was married and living in a suburb of Dallas, TX, that I’d be working my dream job in NYC (while my husband kept the home fires burning), and becoming the person I was meant to be!
I never had that much use for women friends when I was younger. They seemed to be focused on the wrong things (men, men, men) while I was concerned with earning myself a substantial career so I‘d never have to be dependent on a man to take me out to dinner or a Broadway show or to Paris. But somehow as we had gotten older, and had our numerous disappointments with relationships, I’ve found a stable and understanding support system among my women friends who have been through so much of life’s joy and pain. Anna and Ruby are in my age range, so we have a deep understand of each other and the individual challenges each of us has faced over the past years. The “kid” is very cool and we love her to death, but she’s at the beginning of her life and all the possibilities in the world are open to her. I think most of us hope in a subtle way to teach her how to avoid some of our mistakes. ..So over many bottles of wine we share those” faux pas” and often downright “misbehaving” with the Dorm and laugh like hell at how awful we actually were sometimes!
The nude beach on Fire Island, a first Club Med vacation, erotic dreams about Stevie Nicks…Stay tuned. Eventually it will all come out.
You may also get some of our awesome Dorm recipes! Anna, Ruby and I love to cook and love to show off our expertise to a captive and appreciative audience. The kid is coming right along, too. ( at 23 who knows how to cook?). But she blew our socks off with her Peach Cobbler recipe, so we could see she had some real promise and have been teaching her our tricks of the trade( and teaching her to cook, too! LOL). We then made her do cherry cobbler and blueberry cobbler to make sure it wasn’t just a fluke… The kid’s got skills. (See my thighs? That’s called cobbler cellulite!)
I hope that this blog (and eventual book) will inspire you to live life to the fullest, enjoy the blessing of good close friends and strive to find a few more “laugh-till- you-cry-or-pee-your-pants” moments in life!
--Meredith
--Meredith
