Monday, August 29, 2011

Good TImes



Call Buddy, I said.

And so he did.   And so the three of us sat on the stoop of the shed and had a drink.  Well, actually we had more than one.  To tell you the truth, we had two pitchers of thirst quenching Frozen Margaritas.  As usual, the trading of stories began.  Stories about him living in West Virginia, stories about some of folks out there, stories about folks around here, stories about folks to stay away from who would kill you without blinking an eye!

  Then the subject of our moving was brought up.  Feeling the tears well up in my eyes, I changed the subject immediately and moved on to yet another topic.  Both the Pres and I will miss the stoop of the shed and Buddy A LOT.

16 comments:

Jill said...

This is so sweet...and sad. I hope you will find another "Buddy" at your new home.

Susan Flett Swiderski said...

You may not have Buddy at your new place, but friendly people like you can make new buddies anywhere.

Retired Knitter said...

Leaving behind friends is the worst. You will find other friendships for sure and if Buddy is able, think of the fun it would be to have him as a guest at your new home.

mybabyjohn/Delores said...

Sounds like you are storing up lots of good memories to take with you.

TexWisGirl said...

isn't he the one that donated the wood for the bench? yeah, that's going to be really sad...

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

Sounds like a fun evening :-)

Chatty Crone said...

Sounds like a good time - but being the devil's advocate - it is okay to cry - it'll be sad - you'll deal with it - and find many new friends. It will be sad.

LOVE YOU! sandie

Sonya Heilmann said...

Sounds like a fun, but bittersweet evening. I'm glad you blogged about it so we could share the experience with you. And I hope you find a new "Buddy" when you move.

Sandra said...

when i left Savannah to come here i sang yipee and missed no one except my parents, i could leave here now and miss no one, but my heart was broken when we left Kentucky and lots of tears were shed... buddy sounds like someone i would miss

Louise said...

Oh, that post made me sad. I've lived in my house my entire life. I don't know what I'll do when I have to move.

Samantha said...

*sniffle*
You'll meet another Buddy, but will always love the Buddy from your current place...
Moving will be hard, but on to new adventures!

Debbie @ Swampbilly Ranch said...

It's so hard to find true friends, I would hate to have to walk away from one.

gld said...

You two will make new buddies very quickly; I promise.

Shirley Wells said...

It sounds like a fun evening but leaving behind friends is the worst part of moving house. I'm sure you'll keep in touch with old friends and soon make many new ones.

Jill said...

Good times.....I know you will miss. However good times will be found at your new home. Especially with a pitcher or two or margaritas!

Cathy Webster (Olliffe) said...

Awww... so well written. And so sad. The little things.. and the pitchers of margaritas.. are the things we always remember and miss the most.
Happy trails!

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