i am truly blessed......

i really am! i don't like to use the term lucky - i'm not lucky, but i am very fortunate.......i was thinking (as you do when you write a blog) about what to write and i thought i'd write a thank you to some of my friends who have left an imprint on my life and in my heart.....thank you:

to pistachio (she knows who she is) for being there lastnight when i really needed to talk to someone who i knew would be on my side, for being the best travel companion in the world, for not having long hair so when she threw up on our holiday i didn't have to be close enough to hold back her hair, for not reminding me that i missed her 21st to go to a football game, for putting up with my incessant swearing even though she doesn't, for being my chosen 'big sister' and for being her :-)

to my pissoir (she knows who she is too) for always telling me i'm beautiful even when i'm 10kgs overweight, for occasionally letting me beat her at tennis, for being one of the worst friends at regular communication but for being one of the best friends coz she's been there when i really need her, for sharing my love of shoes and for letting me be the best chic at her wedding even though we couldn't talk about it :-)

to lovely anne, who makes me feel special and valued, who is great to hang out with on a saturday afternoon, who taught me about rock star carparking, who has a pencil case for a handbag, who made me buy a pair of fabulously girly light blue suede shoes i'm probably never going to wear and who write this about me (when responding to a quiz thing):
What do I think of Sarah? She's an angel and I'm absolutely blessed knowing her. She's hyperactive when in my company (maybe it's me!) and makes me laugh to no end; especially on a Saturday shopping adventure. I think Sarah deserves everything she hopes for - she's a grand girl and has a heart the depth of the ocean. May her true love dive into her life - love is blind, let him see clearly the truly wonderful, special, happy, bright and beautiful woman she is. AMEN!
to mrs j who i hardly ever see anymore but i know she still thinks about me, who i shared a 'desk thing' with when i first started work, who used to put up with me walking down pitt street mall at lunchtime, who makes great roast chicken and potatoes, who's children were the first to call me aunty sar, who always makes me feel like part of their family and who would only be a better friend if just once she would let me beat her at boggle.......

to mjb who has been a friend since first year uni, who has been there through all my bad choices in men, who told me that i shouldn't move overseas for one of them unless he gave me a diamond, for marrying his wife who has become a good friend now too, for asking me to be godmother to their lovely little girl, for letting me invite myself round to watch the odd game of rugby union so i don't have to watch it alone, for still being my friend even when i don't invite him to my 'girls xmas lunches'.....

to 'the big guy', who tells it as it is, who makes me laugh, who shares my love of books and movies, who remained my friend even tho i didn't make it to their house in the hunter until they'd lived their for 7 or 8 years, who kept his word, who has integrity and is the only american i know who likes cricket.....

to stormy who despite how it may have appeared all those years ago when we met, is actually a good friend - he wouldn't admit it, but he is and i'm grateful that when i need a friendly face to buy me vodka he is almost always there, who makes me laugh, who always makes me feel good about myself, who despite having gotten 10 years older in the time we have known each other, has not grown up, who was there when i was at my lowest point and helped me (even tho he doesn't really think he did) move in the right direction....

to my friend sparra, who died last year, who made my days at the scg memorable and something to look forward to, for letting me be me, for betting with me about when the next wicket would be, for always offering to buy me a drink when he went to the bar, for never asking me to get the beer, for being our entertainment at micky's after day 1 and for that unforgettable night in manly where he just couldn't talk at all............i miss you but am blessed to have known you at all

to my uncle campbell, who's not really my uncle, but if i could choose one he would be, for showing me what it is to be australian, for being a cranky pants when anyone other than australia is doing well at cricket, for his kindness and generosity and for the odd occasion when he just rings to say hello...

to the chooks, who made working at citi not only bearable but fun, for letting me drag them round god knows how many shops looking for ridiculous burberry crap that i'm never going to wear, for all the nights we had 'meetings' at Jet, for all the nights we will have 'drinks' in the big apple, for appreciating me for who i am and their continued support and encouragement....

to kk, who shares my love of books, who has been just about the only thing that kept me sane at wbc when i thought i couldn't stand it anymore, for our shared love of that height of designer fashion 'SES', for the many cups of tea we've had and the many more that will follow, for being there when the cfo job came and went, for our saturday afternoon hair do's, for our micky's thick shake addiction and for finally getting an e-tag so she can drive over the bridge to see me...

and to miss megan, who i've known as long as i've been in aus, who's more gorgeous now than she was in her year 10 formal frock, who has followed her dream, who has fabulous hair, who remembers our trip to the PM's XI cricket way back when we were young, who shares my love of anything blue, who makes a fabulous cup of tea and who sat with me and cried at the scg on day Steve Waugh retired....thank you to you all
sar
xxxx