Friday Favorites

I am going to try to list some of my favorite things each Friday. They may not always be my favorite things, but on the particular Friday that I am writing maybe they are...

Favorite thing happening to me: We got very lucky, again. The news keeps reporting that it could be up to three months before all of the tornado debris is taken away. Well, they started working on it yesterday...on our street. Hopefully, in the next couple of weeks we will no longer be looking at 7 foot tall piles of cut up trees and trash. I'm super happy about this because the view out of my front windows has been less than inspiring.

Favorite Project: The table that my hubby is building is getting there. He is about half way done with it. I can't tell you how impressed I have been with his "handyman" skills since we bought a house. While I sometimes get very annoyed that he won't just sit down, I'm grateful to him for all of the work that he does around here.

Favorite Song Right Now: Jolene by Dolly Parton.

Favorite Surprise/People: In my last post I wrote about my dreams filled with old friends. That's funny because I keep hearing from people I haven't spoken to in years and years. In fact, on facebook, I was contacted by a girl I haven't seen or heard from since the summer before 6th grade. Seriously. Out of nowhere (and we have no "friends in common"), I get a friend request from someone I haven't seen in (I will not say how many, but I'm sure you can guess) years. That's cool. Then, last night, I talked to an old church camp friend. She is truly one of the best friends I have ever had. She was inspiring, courageous, lovely, and supportive in a very important time in my life. Somewhere around me moving to New York around the turn of the century and her leaving the town she had grown up in, we completely lost touch. We had no idea how to get in touch with each other until the internet caught up with us both. It turns out that we lived about one hour away from each other during the time that I was in Georgia. How upsetting. I could have been spending time with one of my favorite people. I really could have used her support during that year. It sounds like she could have used mine, as well.

Did I dream about old friends because my subconscious was telling me to get in touch with them? Did I somehow expect to hear from someone out of the blue? Life is so full of surprises, and that is one of my favorite things.