Making Friends

Making friends, as an adult, is just as difficult, uncomfortable, yet as desirable as when we were young. 

I've told you about the Prom King and Queen, who are so friendly. The Prom Queen especially makes it her business to introduce everyone who stops by the evening talk table to each other. I appreciate this so much. They are both so friendly and welcoming that they know almost everyone I have seen walk by.  I'm fortunate because I'm not that outgoing, and making friends would be slower. Also, because I tend to be an introvert, if it weren't for meeting up at the table in the evening, I would rarely venture out. The table: 

One of the neighbors I met last night loves to cook, and they were discussing the meals they had shared at the table.  He decided it was time for another get-together and invited the three of us to dinner Sunday evening.  How nice. 

I was also introduced to the man who parks next to me.  We had waved before, but had not been properly introduced.  Apparently, he is a super mechanic, and we discussed the non-working air conditioner in my car.  I had just put it in the shop again that day, but if it isn't fixed right this time, I'm going to give him a try. By the way, as an attestation to his skill, he has over 600,000 miles on his BMW, and he does all the work.  Wow!

Bonnie Rae had her first official vet check-up, and it went great. She has a dermatitis, which I knew, but I was worried about parasites, etc., that she might have been exposed to. They ran extra gut tests, and she was clear. They thought she just had a bit of a nervous stomach getting used to her new life.  She never barked once at the vets, and several dogs were waiting.  My girl. Yay. 

 More later ...