I often go on about my love for google. (at least in person. I don't think I do it here much, because I didn't want you all to know how much of a dork I actually am) Google knows all. I hardly ever even use a spellchecker, because I can type it in google and it will tell me "Did you mean..." why, yes, google, I did. Thanks ever so much. Some people don't like the fact that google knows all, but I'm a pollyanna, and don't think anyone bad will ever look for me! that stuff always happens to someone else.
But google sometimes lets me down. The other day (in this case meaning, sometime in the last 2 years or so, because really, who keeps track of these kind of timelines?) I tried to search for a bunch of my childhood/high school friends. I couldn't find many. I don't know if it's because I grew up in a small town and they aren't all over the internet, or what, but it sucked. I was particularly sad about not being able to find a friend named Jenni. She was my best friend in grade school. I pratically lived at her house. I had a crush on her older brother, or we would have played at my house more often, I think. We had a club and everything. It was based on the Rescue Rangers. (Yes, those Rescue Rangers. I never said we were cool). Her parents were awesome. Bonnie made to-die-for cinimin rolls/monkey bread type things. They took me with them on their vacation out west. We went to the mountains, and the Four Corners, and who knows where else. My family never took vacations. But her dad got another job and they had to move when we were in fifth? grade or so. I was crushed
When you grow up in a small town, there isn't much choice in who you can be friends with. There are the popular ones, and the unpopular ones. There weren't enough people outside the in-circle to make any other groups. I mostly hung out on the fringes of it. I never felt like I had any "real" friends. I missed Jenni.
We saw each other very rarely after that. Life goes on and all that jazz. I went to her high school graduation party. We caught up once or twice in college. I'm really self-absorbed most of the time, and am horrible about keeping in touch with people, so the years went by. One day an old friend of Rob's called him out of the blue and got me thinking about my old friends.
So I googled her and couldn't find her. I did some things I'm not supposed to do at work, and still couldn't find her. grrr. And then I went on about my life.
Sunday, she and her dad come to our open house. She lives with her parents about 10 minutes form my house and started working in the same building as me in January. This building has more people in it that the town I grew up in. but still! What coincidence! That meeting made the fact that they were the only ones to come by not important (we're going to have to list with a realtor and let them
steal some of our money sell it for us. bah!) oh, I hope we can be friends again.