Festival of the Arts

Downtown has an Arts Festival every year. I go because I embrace broadening my cultural horizons and exposing myself to diverse culture in an attempt to make myself a well rounded being. And the food is to die for. These are my peeps, my homeys, my posse, my comrades...
We have been through a lot together...births, divorces, surgeries, weddings, ingrown toenails, and we have stuck together through it all. Tami uses beer as a coping mechanism though. I completely understand. I don't judge ya girlfriend, you have way too much dirt on me. This is Lori...my all time BFF. She makes me do things I would normally NEVER do...like shower daily....I kid I kid. But nonetheless, when she is around....I find myself acting like a 4-year-old. Normally I am at least up to a 6-year-old skill set. She makes me digress. Need I say more?We ate, and ate, and ....ate. I gain 42.87 pounds and had to walk into my house sideways because my hips and thighs are now the size of the piece of cheesecake I ate. See what I mean about Lori? She causes us to do strange things. Why would we ever just kiss a lamb? Or is it a Lama? I feel so used. Then we danced to Survivor Man. I loved this guy. I wanted to give it a try, but he would not let me. I think he thought I had cooties. Don't ask....It was Lori again.Then I spotted across the crowd Rod Stewart. I screamed and squealed like I was in sixth grade seeing The New Kids on the Block. He casually walked over and asked if I wanted my pic taken with him. Well, OF COURSE! (Has anyone noticed that when I smile, my eyes disappear?)
Then he kissed my friend. I felt so used and rejected. I thought we had something! Ah, I love these girls. You all are the best!