Sorry I’ve been sort of non posting. I wish I could say that my mind is blank, but that’s just not true. I’ve just been too lazy to commit anything to print.
But I want to tell y’all that Peter and JBlanchard are the best friends ever. Saturday, on the 4th of July, Emily and I were grabbing lunch at the sub place that I can’t remember the name of right this second on Mount Pleasant, and when we got back in the car to drive to the beach, Emily’s car wouldn’t start.
Everyone we knew was already on the beach. Some of the people we called were on islands you can only get to by boat, which was not helpful. This was not awesome. Parking lots are hot. Everyone is doing something on the Fourth of July. Something other than driving around Mount Pleasant with jumper cables.
Jennifer had called when we were in the sub place and I called her back. She and Peter were on their way out to Folly, sitting in traffic that was horrendous. When I told her what happened, she and peter went back to Peter’s house and got jumper cables, and drove all the way to the end of Mount Pleasant to save us. It was a true act of love and friendship. On the Fourth of July. Don’t make me start singing Lee Greenwood, cause I will.
I think Tracy Lawrence, Kenny Chesney and Tim McGraw would approve.
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