Tuesday, June 24, 2008

we need them

Four women who love each other and are always supportive of one another. Through work problems, trouble with men and personal dissatisfaction, they have each other at the end of the day and in the morning. These women are Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte, fictional best friends in Sex and the City.

I developed such a liking toward those characters that at the end of the series I missed them like I would miss my loved ones, my friends.


Like the women in SATC my friends and I share our deepest fears and aspirations. We seek advice from each other and vent when we're going through hard times and we make each other laugh. And yes, we also kiss and tell.

It is only with our closest friends that we share our most intimate details of our sex lives. We talk about our love lives with our husbands, boyfriends and men in general. We find comfort in the words we share together. And I found comfort in their friendship because they never let each other down. The script allowed them a fantasy like world where your friends are always your priority. Reality is friends move away, have children, get married and make new friends.

I was anticipating the SATC movie so much I cried at the sight of the first movie signs. Corny I know. I watched the movie twice and cried both times. Very corny, I'm aware of that.

The movie in fact was like a real long SATC episode. Nothing was left out but the overload sex talk and search of it. In a way it was a little more like Love and the City. The fantasy friendship made me wonder if my real life Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte would pack up and flee the country leaving behind their families and jobs in the time of an emotional crisis if I needed them?

Reality is, they wouldn't. And I just might prefer to recoup on my own. That's just me.

I read in an article that one thing a woman needs in her life to be healthy is a tight group of friends. The article referred to Carrie as the pack leader not being necessary as long as you have good dependable friends. Which is what I have. Friends I can talk to and get together with and are always only a phone call or e-mail away.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

crime and punishment, jr.

One good thing about my daughter being grounded is I don't have to do all the cleaning. Not only does she take a load of the work as part of her punishment but it's easier to get her to do anything I ask. Is that mean? Is that slavery in my home?