The Burke's girls and I are going to a spa in Mexico to celebrate Mindy's birthday. Last night I found this picture, which says a lot about our childhood together...
All three of them: Cath, Min and Fiona, are looking at me in various states of disbelief as I lay out some plan to climb into the neighbor's house in scuba gear to steal chocolate.
By the way I am holding back my cheap Dorothy Hamill hair cut, however, it seems even I have my doubts- as if I 'm saying: "Wait a minute- anything over 1,000 bucks constitutes a felony, right?"
This is the way it often was-me on a makeshift Mussolini balcony in tomboy clothes giving a little speech. They-ever patient, ever incredulous, but ever game.
The girl in the green was someone from the east coast who came to Stinson that year for the tennis camp. I don't remember her name, but she was wonderful; and clearly ballsy-because she is the only one telling me I am crazy, it will never work. (This threw me because I was not used to dissent). She was rather New York cool- I mean she had the rope bracelet and drank vitamin smoothies every day. I, by contrast, seem to be wearing Andrew's pants.
What I find so poignant about the image is that it shows how little has changed, despite the fact that so much has. Something has endured. I am not sure what to call it-but it is that thing that makes you want to sit around and talk to each other long into the night. That thing that makes you laugh harder with them than anyone else. So that is what we are going to do...
Because this is my first spa experience, I am apprehensive about the caloric restrictions; but have a plan in place to break out of jail if the situation gets dire. My cohorts are more concerned about the negative attitude at the Spa towards alcohol. But we are ready-
Fiona has been designated wine finder, and Min (our beauty, our angel, the one I cast as cinderella to mine and Alexia's ugly step sisters in my play) is stashing vodka in her carry on. Vodka, after all has the most alcohol per calorie.
Endure we shall.
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