It's Black Friday! I live within a couple of miles of some of the best shopping in Northern Virginia. I slept in until 8 a.m. and got into the car almost an hour later.However, I didn't go the mall (except in Pentagon City where that was the only place to park). I got to spend Black Friday with two great former roommate friends.
They came out to DC this week despite the change of wedding plans.
We had a great time. Jacque and I drove around DC and down to Mt. Vernon. We met up with Shirley a little later and drove down Route 1 in Alexandria, Virginia to enjoy the Afghan Restaurant. When we all lived in Pentagon City we would frequent this restaurant almost weekly. We loved the Afghan waiting staff and of course the wonderful food. We were some of the first people to go back to the restaurant after September 11th when we saw our favorite waiter plastered on the front of the USA Today saying that they had lost $30,000 in business that month after the attacks.
Ah, good times. Sometimes in these moments you don't realize that 8-9 years have past since you've first met someone. In fact, I feel like I've known Shirley and Jacque my entire life. Maybe it's because we've gone through the hard parts of life together. Or, maybe it's just because we trust in each other to share those deep sorrows, pains, hopes and desires.
Does it really matter why I feel like I've known them forever? Probably not. It just matters that I have these friends and no matter how many years separate us...we still just get together and talk as if nothing has changed between then and now. I think we all need a few people like this in our lives. Maybe just 1-2 or perhaps even 9-10, but the point is to have them and to be one of them to someone else.
Good times. Good friends.
2 comments:
It's always fun catching up with old friends. And I don't think you could have picked a better place to eat. I LOVE the Afgan Restaraunt!!! I still make Jon take me there a couple times a year. Their veggie curry is TOPS...and the nan...oh so good. I want to go now! Those waiters are great too. I'm sort of embarrassed that this one waiter always remembers me...goes to show how often I used to go when I lived up the street!
Ha. Yes, there were a few waiters that would just start putting in the order when we walked through the door. Good times. We walked in another Afghan place a while ago (in Seven Corners area) and one of the waiters was there. Small world.
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