My Best Friend

Recently, Mandy wrote a blog post:

Wednesday, April 23, 2008
My Best Friend
Current mood: nostalgic

Jamie recently was assigned to write a bio of herself. To my
pleasure and amusement, this is part of what she wrote.....

"To my students, I'm affectionately referred to as "McW.eitl." No, I don't supply Chicken McNuggets during each class period, I co-advise the yearbook with my best friend, Miss McKnight. Many people at our school think of us as one person and therefore the name "McW.eitl" was born as a combination of
Miss McKnig.ht's last name and my last name, Wei.tl. Since we will be colleagues, and you have no idea who Miss McK.night is, you can just call me Jamie. ;)

Miss McKn.ight and I met during my junior year of high school as members of the yearbook staff. My senior year, we were co-editors-in-chief and we made the decision to return to our Alma
Matter to teach. Amazingly, we did just that and we now teach next door to each other."

And the woman tells the truth. From the day I met her in yearbook (she was affectionately called "Princess." The
more things change... ;) through our editor years, Spieth Sister days, college, and colleagues we have become more than best friends. We fight like sisters, laugh like middle schoolers and cry like soap stars.

But even though we get along, sometimes even I wonder how. I'm a slob and she is OCD. I sing like a bird and she squawks like duck. I am a thriving bachelorette and she is super mom/wife. But when it really comes down to it, I am peanut butter and she is jelly.

When she wanted to get married, I was scared. I didn't want to
lose my best friend. I did my fair share of pouting and feeling sorry for myself. But it turned out he was an alright guy after all (and a darn good cook) so everything turned out ok.

When she wanted to have a baby, I was scared. I didn't want to lose my best friend. My behavior followed suit.

But it turned out that Bo was the most amazing baby boy I have met to date. And everything turned out ok.

And now, with the uncertainty of life as it is, I am scared. I don't want to lose my best friend. And even though I pout and feel sorry for myself some days, I guess I know that everything will turn out ok. After all, what would I ever do without her?

My comment to her post:

Manny,
Now I'm bawling when I'm suppose to be doing my training stuff.Thanks for that :P

But seriously, think about all we've been through together. And somehow we've weathered it all. We will survive this hail storm too. I promise. I'm tough to get rid of -- you should know that by now.:)

You're right. We are totally different but somehow, with us, it works. You're the only person on earth (well, besides Mike and Mom) that I am willing to let in my house when there are dishes in the sink. I know you're not going to judge me based on that -- you've got too many other things you can hold over my head.:)

When I think about leaving, leaving YOU is the only thing that truly scares me. Sure, I'll miss yearbook and having a reason to own lots of Tiger stuff... There are many people in O.ln.ey I'll be sad to say good-bye to. But when it all comes down to it there are only 4 people in this world that I don't think I could live without and you're the only one on that list that I can't take with me.

How will I survive any job without you next door? Who will deal with me having a nervous breakdown and get someone to cover my class? Who else would take off work to watch Bo when he was only 2 weeks old and there was somewhere else I had to be? No one.No one else has the patience to deal with me -- especially not for this long!

Somehow, someway, this will all turn out okay. We will just add this as another chapter in our book.;)

Love you, lots and lots,
Jamie

Lots more I want to say on this topic.... Stay tuned for "My Best Friend Part Deux".

Happy Prom Day!