The crazy, insanely, wildly and madly decadence of friendship.
Showing up at your door for long awaited girl talk.
Knowing you have been fighting the winter calorie marathon...
Same as she...
In her hand she holds deeply evil and tempting cinnamon rolls...
Smothered (of course), in soft gooey cream cheese topping.
You tell her she is the devil...smiling
As you quickly grab two plates and pour two cups of fresh coffee...
She tells you that she loves your coffee...
That it will always remind her of our camping trip on the beach.
That simple statement softens the blow of the pastry.
You spend an hour talking about all the important things and maybe some of the mystical.
You look down and see that you have eaten the whole thing
Scrapped the plate with your fork, just to get every last creamy lick...
So has she.
She leaves the rest of the rolls to your disposal.
Leaving them for your son.
You know why she leaves them...
To save herself from the same fate that now sits on your counter.
One silly roll could never change your figure...
But I wonder about that other half-a-roll I had this afternoon?
Hmmmmm.....
It was sooooo worth it!!!
~amy
~amy
Amen Sistah!!!
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