Skip to main content

You've Got a Friend in Me

It's nice when you find a friend. It's really shit when you realise they aren't a good one.

Defining the moment when you've made a friend is tough. It is a relationship after all, but unlike a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship (words escape me) there's no requirement for a question to be posed...

"Will you be my friend?" unless you're maybe 5 or 6 years of age in a playground. Why oh why don't we retain that precious vulnerability to continue to ask that question?

If you *think* you've made a friend, you likely have. Is it that easy? Sure!

Do they laugh with you? Break bread with you? (figuratively - common tongue would be - do you share food or drink together?) Do they support you when things aren't always perfect?
That's a friend.

Do they talk behind your back about you? Not a friend.
Do they ignore you when you're in their presence? Not a friend.
Do they change the story depending on who they speak to? Not a friend.
Worse still.. do they jump to the wrong conclusion about you every time? (they've got a guilty conscience...not you.) Not a friend.

It's not easy to discover these things about someone that you believed was your friend. Wouldn't it be nice if the same rules applied here too..... I'm breaking up with you; It's over; It's not you it's me; I have a new friend...

Could it be that easy?

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Another Shopping / Pantry Tip

Whilst the shopping to a list and meal plan is the best way to save yourself money / time there is also another nifty tip that for me works well and go hand in hand with this process. I have certain grocery items that are just in the pantry - as I am sure we all do - sauce, dressing, mayo, plain crackers, pappadums, curry powder etc Rather than try and remember what you need each week / fortnight - attach a piece of paper to your fridge or your cupboard and when you run out of something whilst cooking write it down. Make the list a permanent fixture in your kitchen so this tiny tiny task also becomes a fixture.. you'll no longer have 3 bottles of tomato sauce and no BBQ. French dressing but not italian, curry powder but not mustard powder and all types of pasta instead of 5 packets of fettucine!!!
1 comment
Read more

Never underestimate the power of cake.

  On Friday evening, I made cake.  I took a 70-cent packet mix, added about 50-cents worth of milk, maybe 10-cents worth of butter, and an egg, beat it to death, baked it and voila cake.  We iced it with another 5-cents of butter, a splash of milk and a cup of icing sugar and topped it with hundreds & thousands.  So, let’s call it a dollar fifty? $1.50. I made the cake for no reason other than it was Friday and everyone was a bit urgh. And I thought well, cake makes everyone happy!  When that cake was ready, we were taking advantage of the oven being on and pre-heated to cook dinner, which would take about 40 mins.  So ya know what, we ate cake before dinner.  Do you know what that does to a family? It was the cheekiest thing we’d done in ages, we felt like we’d broken the rules of the world and boy did we smile about it.  Dinner came and went; everyone was far more relaxed than they were just an hour or two earlier. We sat at the table and pl...
Post a Comment
Read more

5am Lasagne {Found in DRAFTS - 8 months later}

A series of "events" have found me standing at my stove at 5.15am on Tuesday morning stirring bechamel sauce for lasagne. What a time for reflection. (Insert appropriate level of sarcasm here) Returning to work five days a week combined with the expected rush after three weeks holidays and the stress of having your home on the market does funny things to a woman. Oh yes of course, I said on Sunday night, I'll make a double batch of spaghetti and make a lasagne for dinner Tuesday night! Groan. 
Post a Comment
Read more