I must first warn you all that I have had one Mikes Hard Lemonade, so I am officially out of control. Or as out of control as I allow myself to be. Which isn't very.

So, I have a follower. And it isn't one of the people I would have expected to be the first one. It's a friend from the high school days. And she is a very Born Again, homeschooling type of chick.
Which makes me immediately think "Uh oh" and hope she decides not to read.

The thing is, we were sorta friends. We ran in a group that hung together. I never disliked her or had any problems with her, but we just never really clicked on a one-on-one basis. I always thought she was sort of an airhead and a little unruly. We saw each other at the 10 year reunion and then basically lost touch. In my head, she's still that same 17 year old dingbat.

I admit, I laughed when I heard she went all Born Again. I mean, I know some stories from back in the day that make that pretty amusing. And when I heard she was homeschooling her kids, I thought, "Oh dear Lord. Now that IS funny."

Then, a few months ago we sort of reconnected on Facebook. And I realized something. She grew up. She's not that flaky 17 year old. In fact she's a pretty cool chick. And her lesson plans and field trips for her kids schooling are creative and interesting, even to me. I admit, I still roll my eyes when I see she has bread baking (who does that?!?!), but it's with humor and affection now.

We have absolutely nothing in common except being moms. But I like her. Most importantly, she hasn't even tried to Save me yet. And she was the first to sign on as a follower to support this blogging endeavor. Which I figure is gonna go one of two ways ...

She read the first one, realized I am still EXACTLY the same, and has decided I am a lost cause, destined to roast eternally in Hellfire. But she can't really be rude and unfollow, so she will just act like she doesn't know this thing exists, and maybe one night if it's late and she's had too much Jesus Juice (heh - see, eternal Hellfire), she might pull this up and have a chuckle. Then immediately repent the next morning and vow never to look at it again.

Or, maybe she will hang in there and get this far. Regardless, she will add me to her daily prayer list and pray for my soul. Which is kinda cool I guess. It can't hurt at this point, that's for sure.

Maybe someday we'll even manage to be in the same place at the same time and get together. It will be awkward and weird cause we're both all grown up and parents and not at all teenagers anymore. And I will be so self-conscious of the bad words that will no doubt come out of my mouth. I hope that I don't make too big an ass of myself. And I hope she will keep me on her prayer list.