“When I got the news today
I didn’t know what to say.
So I just hung up the phone.
I took a walk to clear my head,
This is where the walking led
Can’t believe you’re really gone
Don’t feel like going home
So I’m gonna sit right here
On the edge of this pier
Watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer” Luke Bryan
This song is about learning about the untimely death of a friend and how crazy and nonsensical it feels to lose someone too soon. That is how I feel today because this week one of my friends passed away unexpectedly.
As I was racking my brain on the way to the supermarket, trying to decide what to make for our Happy Hour post, Luke’s song came on the radio. It made me think about my friend and how much fun we had being lacrosse team moms for our boys, and all of the team dinners that we hosted that consisted of pizza. Homemade pizza and beer suddenly made perfect sense, I knew what I was making for happy hour. And to be honest, this week I really need a HAPPY hour. So cheers to you, cheers to me, and cheers to Lauralee.
Lauralee and I met when our boys were freshman in high school. They made the lacrosse team and the two of us volunteered to be the team moms. We had so much fun the first year, so we signed up for the next. Two seasons of taking team pictures and making buttons out of them, and weekly dinners that consisted of twenty boys taking over our homes for pizza, salad, and dessert. Lots of dessert! Of course there were many days of sitting beside each other at the games, cheering, laughing, but there were also quite moments, when we shared private concerns and confided in one another about our lives.
She was the kind of person who would do anything for a friend or stranger. When I formed a team for our local Alzheimer’s walk to raise money for my dad and all of the others suffering from the retched disease, she was the first of my friends to join. The day of the walk she showed up at my house with a big smile on her face, eager to go, even though she had a debilitating foot injury. Bless her, she could only walk a few blocks before she had to turn back, but she waited for all of us to finish and she brought the team spirit, because that’s what team moms do!
After our sons graduated we kind of lost touch. When we did run into each other it was business as usual. Our affection for each other never wavered. We may not have run in the same circles, but we gave our hearts to each other and our friendship was forever.
The last time I saw her she looked better than I had ever seen her look. She had lost weight, her skin looked amazing, and she was so happy. She was looking forward to visiting her daughters in Los Angeles and her excitement made her glow. She lived for her children and her family. She was a proud mamma and there wasn’t anything that she wouldn’t have done for them. I’ll never forget the sparkle in her eyes as she talked about all four of her kids, how they were doing, and what their future plans where. It breaks my heart to think about them not having her physical being in their lives.
Yet, I know that she is in Heaven, shining her beautiful light on everyone who loves her and cares about her. She will watch over, and mother from above. So I will look for reminders of her throughout the day, just like I do for all of those who have left this Earth. When I see one, I’ll know that she is with us, and it will make me smile, because that’s what she always did, she made me smile.
So until we meet again, shoot the rock my dear friend, shoot the rock……
This pizza sauce is beyond good, really, I’m not exaggerating. The secret? Balsamic vinegar. That’s right, all you need to do to make the tomato taste brighter and a little sweeter is a tablespoon of balsamic. Onions, garlic, Italian seasonings, tomatoes, balsamic, and salt and pepper. Simple, simple, and super delicioso.
The light streaming in my kitchen window this morning was beautiful. I couldn’t resist photographing my vegetables.
The dough is also quite good, and easy. You don’t need to wait for it to rise because there isn’t any yeast in it. Baking powder does all of the work, and it does it quite well. I like to add Italian seasoning to the mix to give it a boost of flavor.
Shoes left at the door from a lacrosse team dinner. Good memories.