See Saturday (today) one of my friends was being inducted into his high school Hall of Fame and I wanted to be there. (of course there is a long back story, but it's too long to type.) For my friends I will do anything and be anywhere. I tend to put them first in front of everyone, even myself many times. I will stay up late at night and talk with a friend, rather than get the sleep I need. I will go to your grandmother's funeral when you need a friend's hand to hold onto. I will send you a care package when you live far away from home all you really want is peanut butter filled pretzels. Therefore when my friend was getting inducted into the Hall of Fame, I was all over wanting to be there.
He left Friday, but I already had plans and wanted to keep them, so around 9 o'clock pm when I got home. I started making the calls to see if my trip was going to happen. I first facebooked his son, to see if I could still get a ticket to the dinner and if I did would I be able to sit at their table. He came back with a yes and we will work things out and "my dad is going to love this." I then called a friend that lives in the same town to see if I could surprise her and stay at her house that night and Sunday. Sadly she wasn't home Friday night, but we figured out that I could stay with her late Saturday night and Sunday. All of this was accomplished by 11:30pm. I went to bed at midnight with the plan to sleep till 5, then get up and go, so I was in town by 9.
I was so excited I couldn't sleep and woke up at 3:30. I laid there for another half hour and finally gave up. I got up, packed my bag, and was on the road to get gas and make the drive.
As I was getting closer, I was trying to decide how to let him know I was there. One of the things he and I do is drink Dutch Bros coffee, so I thought what fun would it be to bring him coffee in the morning, especially because he had been grumpy the day before. So with coffee in the cup holders, I sent the two texts. "Good Morning Grumpy." "Maybe you need some coffee." Thinking he would text me back with something, then I could tell him I was outside his mom's house. But as I rounded the corner, I saw that his car wasn't there. I about pooped myself wondering where he and everyone else could have gone. No way that he could have gotten 2 teenagers, 2- 21ish year olds, and 2 senior citizens up and moving before 8:30 in the morning for breakfast. I knocked on the door and waited and waited and waited....no one answered. I facebooked his son again and the door opened. I found out my friend had gone to "coffee" with his mom and step-dad. I thought I knew where that may be, so I got back in my car and drove the short distance to the bar.
Luckily, I saw Jett in the parking lot. I took a few deep breaths, a long sip of the coffee, and then got out of my car and walked into the bar. His back was to me, but I could see his mom. She looked at me, but nothing registered. I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around. There was instant recognition amid a bit of confusion, a huge hug that happened and a few happy tears. I was very excited to be there and I was glad that he was happy that I was there as well.
We sat and drank some coffee and then headed back to his mom's house for some Portuguese sausage, eggs, and toast. (my mom and dad told me never to show up empty handed)
More to come tomorrow...
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