Yes, I know. You want to hear about the roof. My sweet blogging friends came through! Thank you! What excellent taste you all have! And great advice! I loved reading each and every comment and email, hearing what your thoughts are on it. And we’ll talk about the roof in just a minute. But first let’s talk about this, Friends.
What about you? What kind of friend do you enjoy having? Do you have a large circle? Or a smaller, more intimate group? Are they all women? Or are guys in your immediate circle? Do you talk to your buds every single day?
I’ve been thinking about this because of the letters, B and F and F.
I don’t text. I don’t know how to text. I don’t care to learn how to text. Really. N4M (not for me).
(So when the law started this very morning in my state that we couldn’t drive and text at the same time; well, it totally did not impact me in the least. Not a bit. Well, except I’m probably safer on the road now.
Anyway, I had no idea what “BFF” was until the other day.
When I found out, I thought, oh my, I don’t even have a “BFF.” (best friend forever) Not one who is a chick anyway. ZUP (what’s up) with that? My hubby is that to me, my BFF.
What about you? Who is your BFF? Is there one person who fulfills that role?
Not me. I do have some FFs (forever friends) though. Wonderful FFs. I had lunch with one earlier this week, Rosanna-Rosanna-Danna-Banana. She is a wonderful person and a wonderful friend. Quick to laugh. Open minded. Open hearted. We always have giggly fun together. We’ve been friends since 6th or 7th grade, quite a few years now. While we might go for months without seeing each other, we know. We definitely know: “You just call out my name, and you know wherever I am, I’ll come running. To see you again. Winter, spring, summer or fall…”
Speaking of which….
Now that I post less frequently, we don’t talk about James Taylor nearly enough. James, he’s on my bucket list: Meet James Taylor.
I got close at a recent concert.
Hey, James! James! It’s me! 143! Over here! Hello!
Close, but no cigar. Maybe next time. A sweet sweet friend sent me a JT album, with a pristine cover. I thought for sure I’d get his autograph on it. I carried that album cover and a permanent marker with me all night long. Just in case. I waved it in the air at him. I asked a security guard to let me back there. But no, it was not to be.
Now James is my favorite and I could listen to him sing all day long. His voice is like but-tah. His lyrics shoot straight to my heart. He brings me PZ. (peace)
But this was a neat concert because Carole King was there too. She wrote the song James made famous “You”ve Got A Friend.”
I’m a little young for the Troubadour genre. (I became a JT fan when I came across his music a few years back. I invited him and his family over for dinner, having no idea he was as huge as he is. Isn’t that funny? His personal assistant contacted me to decline. My hubby SIS (snickered in silence) at me. But you see what I’m saying? I had no idea he was an actual legend. He seemed more like a friend. Or my accountant or pastor. Just a really nice guy.)
Carole King? Well obviously I had heard of her, but couldn’t have named her classic album, Tapestry. (Though I did read part of that book last summer about her and Carly Simon and Joni Mitchell. Was that last summer? Maybe the summer before?)
But Carole was fabulous. She rocked. Hey, 68 years old and she danced around that stage in high heels. A gal after my own heart. Carole is a QTPI (cutie pie) for sure.
But the most fabulous thing about this concert. The thing I absolutely enjoyed the most.
The energy between James and Carole.
They are pals. Buds. Friends. They had a ball performing together. That made it even more fun for the audience. Refreshing. I was YWHOL all night long. (yelling woohoo out loud)
^5 (high five), Carole and James! 10X (thanks) y’all, for a great evening!
If you can snag a ticket, go. It was absolutely fabulous.
And when they did “Up On The Roof” (Carole King also penned that one). Well, it was too much. AWESOME!
Speaking of roofs….wow, that worked out perfectly….
Green! That’s what you picked. A green roof for my farmhouse. Doesn’t that sound charming? Simple white farmhouse, green roof. Lovely! Hmmm….Now I’ve got two green choices, either the evergreen or the mint frost. I got enough plain “green” votes to go with either. You knew I’d be complicating this, right?
But let me complicate this even further.
Red was never even on my list. Until the first comment came in voting for it. And then another and another and another. And then a very special email. Soon I was thinking “Wow, red would be fabulous.” YWHOL again.
So you see. I’m wavering. I know I said you could pick the color, that the majority vote wins. But red has been bothering me all week. Red, hmmm.
Red is an interesting thought, isn’t it? It makes me T:)T (Think Happy Thoughts).
I’ll keep you posted. I probably don’t have the courage to go against the majority here and do the red. Red’s a shocker. At the end of the day, I’m sure the roof will be one of those greens.
One piece of advice I got that I am absolutely taking is this—Do not install a new roof during the summer months. The heat and the asphalt material and people walking around on it weakens it. So, I’ll wait until the end of summer, maybe even early fall, to do this project. Lots of time to consider which green to do.
So you know where I am? I’m not up on the roof. I’m about to be in the hammock with a glass of iced tea, gazing some more at the roof, thinking red or green? Light green or dark green?
Or red AND green? Hmmm…..I do love Christmas, ya know. Red and green….
SC (stay cool) and enjoy your 4th of July! LDs! (later dudes)
Until next time, Friends, savor the flavor of life!
LOLO (lots of love), The City Farmgirl, Rebekah