Sometimes I find myself in the middle of a conversation with someone and realize I should give my $10 to the person that I am speaking with. This happened on Day 218. My friend Patricia was on her way to Australia and had some friends coming to stay at her place while she was gone so we agreed to meet so that she could leave her key with me to give to them when they got into town. Sounds slightly complicated, but really it was quite straightforward.
Patricia showed up with Keely, Patricia’s sister, and Deborah. The two ladies have been friends almost all their life. They met around the age of 10 and they are about 40 now…so 30 years more or less. They live in Long Island and were in DC visiting Patricia. As I witnessed their banter back and forth I couldn’t help but find the entire conversation hysterical. Having known each other for so long, they seem to know what the other will say and almost finish each other’s sentences on a regular basis.
Keely is married and has three children and works as an elementary school librarian. Deborah is single with no kids and works as an office manager at an accounting firm.
We talked about all kinds of interesting facts. For example the most popular book in the elementary school where Keely teaches is a book by American author Jeff Kinney called The Diary of a Wimpy Kid. I had never heard of this book, but then again what do I know about the reading habits of ten-year-olds? She said that she only lets third graders and above borrow it due to its subject matter. Keely didn’t buy my notion that the Dewey Decimal System will one day be replaced by something more contemporary. I know it’s based on a simple principle, but I got to think that after 135 years somebody would have come up with an even better system!
Deborah, who Keely says is an extremely loyal friend, has a bit of a fear of heights. She doesn’t like the escalators at the Metro and is not even fond of going up in her attic. However, she had no problem jumping in a hot air balloon and going up thousands of feet in the Arizona sky. She admits that logically she should have had more fear of the “glorified wicker basket.” In fact she loved it. I found it funny that they allowed alcohol on the hot air balloon ride so that they could do a champagne toast but didn’t allow anyone to board with flip-flops – for supposed safety reasons.
The conversation turned to food and I learned that both Keely and Deborah are a little obsessed with two iconic food establishments: Cracker Barrel and Dairy Queen (I think they like to be called DQ now.) Check them out here talking about both places:
I checked DQ.com and it seems that they are right; there are no DQ’s on Long Island. The closest ones are in NJ. I think Carvel dominated that region. Well, free advice for the DQ folks: Open a store on Long Island!!!
The conversation turned a little more serious when we discussed what they would do with the $10. Keely and Patricia’s uncle was recently diagnosed with non Hodgkin’s lymphoma so Keely and Deborah thought that maybe they would donate it to a charity that focuses on finding a cure for the disease. I think he was to start chemotherapy last week so I hope that we have good news soon! I told them to tell their uncle to be strong!
I later learned that the following day on the way to the airport they risked being late for their flight to make a quick pit-stop at a DQ. Thankfully they got their ice cream and got back on the road and arrived at the airport just in time!