Bossom Buddies

Do you have a best friend? Someone who has been with you through the difficult times, like when your husband of six months suddenly decides he wants a divorce? (True story. Big Daddy freaked out on me. I’ll save it for another blog). Someone who has been with you through the good times, like partying in Vegas and diving into the ocean drunk. And with your clothes on? Someone who has encouraged you and teased you? Been there to help you sort out big decisions and small? The person you trust the most with your children so are the designated guardian should anything happen to you? Someone who has been your friend for many years and knows you well?  I do. And my best friend is a man. We’ll call him JR.

I met JR my first semester of law school. I couldn’t stand him at first. We were paired up to do a research project for one of our classes. He showed up hours late and immediately said he was going to eat his lunch. He expected me to do all the work. I hated him. Then? He got a better grade on the fucking thing than I did! But? He was funny and endearing and a total jackass. So you see we had many things in common. Besides both being jackasses and mediocre students who didn’t put forth much effort, we both liked trash television, celebrity gossip and talking shit about our fellow students.

Over the years he and his wife and Big Daddy and I have grown close. We’ve taken a road trip to Vegas together, we were there when he proposed to her (at a drag show), we’ve had many a game night and nights out on the town. Now we both have children. We don’t see each other as much as we did when we were in school and would study together, go to the beach, hang out with our fellow students and party with our spouses.  But we email and text each other everyday.

We get a lot of shit for our relationship. I don’t think anyone understands how people of the opposite sex can be friends. Close friends. And nothing more. Of course our spouses aren’t worried about it. But I think most people in school thought we were having an affair. It was just funny to us. We went back to school for JR”s swearing in ceremony after he passed the  Bar Exam. I was 7 months pregnant with Zeta. We were both their with our spouses. Still one of our professors thought the baby was JR’s. We thought that was hilarious.