A promise kept
In actually posting new content to my blog this afternoon, I came across a promise made to a friend that never panned out. I'm notoriously notorious for forgetting things, so I don't feel *bad* perse, but I do know that this person deserves every word of what I'm about to say, so Heather! This one's for you.
I met Heather under.... strange circumstances. She was the girlfriend of a boy I had been hung up on for a while, though it had mostly tapered out into a sort of distant friendship. I didn't really know who Heather was when I agreed to meet her and the boy for a lovely lunch downtown, and to be fair, I didn't really know her all that well after it either. But one thing led to another, I friended her on Myspace, we exchanged a few comments, and I found that who knew, I kind of liked this person. She was funny. She was down to earth. She liked yarn. Three facts which cements a person in my good column pretty permanently.
So as I got to know Heather, I came to realize that beyond her quite justly deep affection for fiber, she was intelligent and spoke smartly about interesting topics. She played WoW much better than I, and knew more about the real world. I would text her during her long, boring work hours and she always managed to make me laugh. We met a few times in person and I found her easy to get along with, in that way that people are when they listen well and don't judge.
Though I wish those qualities were more common in the population, fact is that they're not, so finding them, along with all her other awesome traits, in one lovely spunky package is what makes Heather a sweet-ass person. Thanks, Heather, for beeing so sweet, in all senses of the word!
I met Heather under.... strange circumstances. She was the girlfriend of a boy I had been hung up on for a while, though it had mostly tapered out into a sort of distant friendship. I didn't really know who Heather was when I agreed to meet her and the boy for a lovely lunch downtown, and to be fair, I didn't really know her all that well after it either. But one thing led to another, I friended her on Myspace, we exchanged a few comments, and I found that who knew, I kind of liked this person. She was funny. She was down to earth. She liked yarn. Three facts which cements a person in my good column pretty permanently.
So as I got to know Heather, I came to realize that beyond her quite justly deep affection for fiber, she was intelligent and spoke smartly about interesting topics. She played WoW much better than I, and knew more about the real world. I would text her during her long, boring work hours and she always managed to make me laugh. We met a few times in person and I found her easy to get along with, in that way that people are when they listen well and don't judge.
Though I wish those qualities were more common in the population, fact is that they're not, so finding them, along with all her other awesome traits, in one lovely spunky package is what makes Heather a sweet-ass person. Thanks, Heather, for beeing so sweet, in all senses of the word!