Mafia friend

    I have been wanting to write this blog for awhile. It has been on my mind at least for awhile. I am more hesitant to write when I know others are actually reading my thoughts and words. (ie. editor Jamie! ;) ) It is intimidating! I am doing this for fun and catharsis more than anything. (With that said, my latest ramblings have to do with something I heard Anita Renfroe talk about in her comedy sketch).

  This past March I went to see Mandisa and Anita Renfroe at a local church. For those who don't know them, Mandisa is a contemporary christian music artist and Anita is a Christian comedian. Anita did a sketch on Mafia friends and Bronco friends.
    I would say that most people remember the whole OJ Simpson scandal/murder trial. She refers to Bronco friends as those friends who will "drive the Bronco" so to speak, when such an occasion should arise. Those 2am crisis situations where you need someone ASAP! There are only a select few (if your lucky), or only one, who will come to your aid at such a time.
      She also spoke about Mafia friends. Mafia  friends are those people that you have been friends with so long and that know so much about you, that if they ever decided to leave you would have to kill them!!! All of this is a joke, obviously, yet it holds true to a degree. That is why it is so funny. Anyway, after this event I couldn't help but consider who my mafia friend is and who my Bronco friends are.
   I immediately thought of my best friend from high school, Nicky David, now Durachinsky.( I still worry if I spell it right! )  She is definitely my Mafia friend. We became friends in junior high and the friendship continued through high school until I moved to Georgia! (Shame on me.) Well, we had a lot of fun together and got into a lot of trouble as well. Just the connotation of the word 'Mafia' brings up the idea of secrecy and trouble and we had our fare share. I won't go into too much detail, but there was a lot of sneaking out of her house at 2am and rolling houses. Let's just say I am glad the cops went to HER house and not mine. I would have been crying and saying over and over: "I did it!, I did it!"  I am not saying that some of the things we did were right, because they weren't, but we did do them and had fun. Sin is fun after all, otherwise we wouldn't be tempted to do it.
   There was also the time we got drunk on her trampoline in her back yard. I know full well why people say don't mix beer and liquor..... Cringe.  I tried to throw up in the closet, which I thought was the bathroom! Thankfully, she directed me to the toilet! I guess this is somewhat, or even majorly shocking for some people. I am not sure what to say, other than no one is what they seem or what you may perceive. I of course, am no longer in high school and no longer who I was then. I have since repented of my sin and given my life over to Christ fully. At that time, I was only a Christian in name and not action. I regret some of the things we did, although fun.
   I also remember swimming in her pool, and going babysitting with her. I remember when she first met Dan, now her husband. I have a lot of great memories of spending time with Nicky and her family. Oh, I just remembered our Senior class trip to New York City. We had a blast seeing the sights and checking out the sailors. It was fleet week, lucky us! ;)  I almost forgot about going to Prom, and my dress being velvet, crushing  under my weight in the exact shape of my butt. How embarrassing! Throughout these experiences I remember her sarcasm and humor, and our friendship in general.
  I miss my Mafia friend, the one who knows all the things I have done good and bad in high school. I thought I wouldn't be able to live without her. I remember threatening my parents that I was going to move back to Ohio the summer we left! A tough thing to do with no money, education, or job! It was a hard time for me, but I was able to move on in life. I will never forget her though, and the fun we had. Thankfully, I was able to see her twice after we moved. I was able to be the maid of honor in her wedding and go to Florida with them to Sanibel Island. I haven't seen her since those times. I hope someday to see her again. (I act like Ohio is in another country!). I would love to meet her two girls and see her whole family again. I love them all!
 The rule with Mafia friends, is that if either one decides to stop being friends, the other one gets the axe! Haha. I don't think that will happen, but just in case, I will just have to make an offer she can't refuse. :)