I’m feeling a bit blah today. My oldest friend here, and certainly the one who knows me best, just called to say she is moving in two weeks. To Seattle. And while I can’t think of a better change for her and her family, I am still sad for us.

We don’t see them that often, maybe once a month if we are lucky, but when we do our kids greet each other like family, play together like family - and fight like family. She has been there for me on countless occasions, patiently listening to me through every tiny crisis. I talk a lot if you let me, so she knows 600% more about me and my pathetic issues than I do about her.

Still, while I have other friends, she is the only one I would ever, ever, let see my house in a mess. Not that I ever have, but you know. It’s that kind of friendship.

Luckily, I still have bloggy friends and aquaintances.

And thanks to a well-timed Tweet from Chookooloonks, at least I remembered to buy the booze for tonight.

So let’s have a drink - or three - and hope for some positive change around here.