Last night I went to dinner with a group of single girls. Of course, the conversation soon turned to boys and relationships we are in, want to be in, or need to get out of.
One of the girls made this comment about an ex-boyfriend. "I felt like we were soul friends, just not soul mates." The other girls nodded like she had just said something very profound. Not me. I'm still puzzled. Soul friends. What? What does that even mean? I googled soul friends and found this creepy picture. It kind of sums up the way I feel about that expression.
In other news, when I returned to work on Monday after the Thanksgiving weekend, I was a little concerned about how I might be treated. Boise State had lost to Nevada... BYU lost to the U. It was NOT a good sports weekend for me. But my friend at work (who I have given a fair share of grief for being a Utah fan) put things in perspective for me. He said, "I can't even talk trash to you because the Utes played so badly." We then went on to celebrate that the Jazz beat the Lakers and we could both be happy about that. Agreed. We may not be "soul friends" but it makes me happy to have friends who get it!
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