Wisdom Comes Suddenly

Green Acres Is The Place For Me

March 27th, 2011 · 5 Comments

 

You may recall the hilarious Christmas Card antics of my good friend Resa.  As an update, my beloved bridesmaid recently got engaged on a sunset beach in the Keys.  YEAH!! She lives on a farm, and I posted a picture of her “garden” last summer. Upon her return to our cold-again Indiana (ugh, Spring is the most flirtatious season), we made plans for lunch.  Before leaving to meet me, she called, almost breathless, and we had this conversation:

Resa: Can we move the time by 30 minutes?!

Me: Of course.  Are you OK?  You sound, a little stressed.

Resa: Oh My God Lori!  I looked out the window and I saw one of our Momma cows lying down in the fields.  I thought she was dead! She had her tongue hanging out and her head rolled back.  I ran out to check on her, and another cow charged me!  I ran as fast as I could and slipped into a manure cesspool and I AM STUCK!  I CAN’T GET OUT!!

Me: Oh Good Lord Resa! Are you alright?  It’s freezing out today!

Resa: It’s OK.  I called Tom and he’s coming to get me.

Me: Just another day in Indiana.  You make shi-shi plans to have a celebration lunch with your girlfriend and she gets stuck in a wet pool of cow manure.

Resa, eternally perky, showed up right on time, fully showered, in an adorable spring outfit.  Of course.  Indiana gals know how to put on the dog when required.  First, she showed me photographic evidence of her escapades, because a good friend knows a blog without a pictures is not a blog at all (that’s called a diary).  And then she showed me a ring so uniquely beautiful, I simply have to show it to you:

I think this antique-style setting is so timeless.  She’s smart enough to not wear it to the barn.  It was so nice catching up on the proposal and the what-nots at the farm, but life called us back too early, as always.  I had a 7-child climbing gym/fruit smoothie playdate awaiting my crew, and she was on her way to buy a pick up truck.  For anyone who has ever lived in a rural setting, you can imagine what running out to the fields during harvest was doing to her Infiniti.  Farmers drive pick up trucks as back up/work vehicles, lest you city-slickers think you can haul feed in the back of 2 door Acura.  Ha Ha Ha…funny urbanites.  I married one.  He’s cute.  Every year in Spring we open the windows, and every year the lovely scents of the hog farm across the road wafts through the windows.  He doesn’t ask out loud anymore if it will stick to the furniture, but I think he’s secretly relieved we changed the couches to leather.

Congratulations Resa!  “And if you threw a party, invited everyone you knew, you would see the biggest gift would be from me, and the card attached would say, thank you for being a friend.”…theme song to the Golden Girls, and very applicable for a couple of sassy women who will be friends forever.

Resa and me at my bridal shower, Summer 2003


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5 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Goomomma // Mar 27, 2011 at 9:10 am

    Yea Resa!!! Many congrat hugs. The ring is gorrrrgeous!!! Wonderful news.

  • 2 Auntie Amanda // Mar 27, 2011 at 2:30 pm

    AMAZING!!!!!!!!!! CONGRATS RESA <3

  • 3 Angela K // Mar 27, 2011 at 3:07 pm

    Oh Resa!!! You can pull anything off! Again…Congrats !!! You deserve all of the happiness in the world.

    miss ya both!
    Angela

  • 4 Sue // Mar 27, 2011 at 11:03 pm

    I had to laugh at this story and living in Indiana 99% of my life so far I completely understand. Have had things like this happen to me and others I know over the years.

    The ring is gorgeous, I love it. I am a sucker when it comes to rings.

  • 5 Blessings fro a Wildflower // Mar 27, 2011 at 11:27 pm

    As Sue said being Indiana Girls we sure can relate:) Also Sue and I have been friends since 5th grade..:)
    any~who Congrats to Resa!!!
    ~~HUGS~~