I am linking up with Oklahoma Women Bloggers this evening and honoring my girlfriends. I have been blessed beyond measure in the friend department. I currently have a core group of girlfriends that I am convinced I would go completely crazy without. Growing up it was no different. I lived in the same house from the moment I was adopted until I went away to college. I went to the same public school in a small town in Southern Oklahoma. The benefit to that is that I knew the same kids from Kindergarten into adulthood. I was best friends with those kids from Kindergarten until adulthood. That cannot ever be replaced. My group of girlfriends affectionately called ourselves the "Fat Girls." Hahaha...weird, right? Where did the name come from? We were Seniors in High School. It was a few months from Prom and we all decided that we wanted to get in shape for Prom. We started doing Russell Simmons workout videos after school a few times a week. As I recall it was a lot of laying around eating Pringles and watching the videos. It is a memory that I think back on often and still laugh about. My memories of the Fat Girls include lots of laughter and silliness. Back then my home life was....tense. Those girls were a great support system, sounding board, partners in crime....I can keep going. As all things change we graduated and went to the four corners of the world. I am still in touch with a lot of them. I catch up with others when I can. I still hold a special place in my heart for all of them. I feel so lucky to have gotten to grow up with the Fat Girls. I often think how different and boring life would have been without them. They certainly taught me what it was to be a good friend.
When I am in the mood for comfort food my mind immediately goes to Spaghetti and Meatballs. It has been my favorite for as long as I can remember. My version of the dish consists of jarred sauce and ground beef or frozen meatballs because I didn't know how to make meatballs. Enter Nana Karen. When I was pregnant with Shrek and Donkey there wasn't much I could do the further along I got. Nana Karen would come over about once a week and make dinner and help me with whatever. She was a God send. It was an enormous help. One of the things she would make was Spaghetti and Meatballs. Wow! She made homemade sauce and from scratch meatballs. Every time I eat this dish I am in heaven. Nana Karen is an old school cook. She doesn't measure anything and makes everything from memory. A few weeks ago she found a pasta maker that her and I have been playing with and making homemade pasta. If you have never had homemade pasta it is divine! She came over today to make some pasta. While s