This one, a week late, is for family and friends. Seems like a given, but often it is those closest to us we are apt to forget, or treat poorly. It’s unfortunate how that works.
When it comes to family, in just the past week I’ve been able to call on my folks a couple of different times. When my truck overheated on my way home from Polson (a town about 65 miles or so north of here, where I had gone to interview a band for a story I wrote for the Independent), I called my dad and he dropped what he was doing to fetch me. Gave me advice for getting it home on the cheap too. And loaned me a vehicle until I get my truck squared away to boot.
A couple days after that, Mom had me hand pick a couple recipes from a new cookbook she bought, and then she came over and made them as my birthday celebration. It was delicious. Her generosity, particularly when it comes to feeding me, is boundless. I have the girth to prove it.
Point being, I’ve always gotten great support from my folks, and I appreciate that. I know many people who haven’t.
As for friends, let me just say that Aimee and Matt McQuilkin (owners of Betty’s Divine and Black Coffee Roasting Company, respectively), invited Julia and me over to their house last weekend to watch the premier of HBO’s Game of Thrones, Season Three, at their house. We’ll be back every week to see each subsequent episode. THAT is a BIG DEAL. I forgive them for all the ass-kickings their kickball team has given our kickball team over the last couple seasons.
We’re pretty much homebodies around here; it’s rare that Julia and I socialize at all. But when we do, the people we spend time with are definitely top shelf.