I have lunch regulary with two of my best friends. We are so close that we can share our most intimate secrets, we can point out fuzz hanging off the end of one's nose, or fluff caught in one's hair. We are that close..., but not close enough to point out a huge piece of black bean caught in my teeth. I left these two "great" friends and then took Noah to piano lessons, went shopping to several different places, picked up books from the library, pretty much being seen around town. I come home and walk past a mirror and find this monstrosity staring me in the face.
Now I wonder just what kind of friends I have!