Angie Iverson, one of my best friends from high school, called me today to let me know that she had just had a baby girl, who she named Paige Rihanna. My dad's nickname for Angie (along with Dannette, who he also called Olive Oil) was "Slender, Tender and Tall" in high school, because - well - she was pretty much slender, tender and tall. So I think a great nickname for her daughter, who was born one month premature, but healthy, is "Slender, Tender and Small."I hadn't talked to Angie for more than a year; both of us were just busy with our lives, I guess. Now, I can't believe Angie's a mom, since she was one of the craziest people I knew growing up.
Angie and I went cliff jumping into Lake Sakakawea one time near Riverdale. I'll never forget, the guys we were with told Angie, "Whatever you do, make sure to keep your legs closed, especially when you hit the water." Of course, Angie, being up for anything, decided to go first - and screamed and straddled her legs the entire way down. After she hit the water, she thought she had torn her butt open.
Other times, Angie and I would cruise around by the lake in my parents new Toyota with the windows down and "I'd Die Without You," by P.M. Dawn blasting. But my favorite memory of me and Angie was going sailing one time with my dad, building a campfire and going skinny-dipping, then dancing around by the light of the fire and the moon to music on a boombox we brought along.
Angie was always up for anything, which is one of the things I always loved about her. Now, she seems like she's up for motherhood; she was breastfeeding while we talked on the phone. And she also seemed very happy, which is great to hear.
We also talked about the time my parents got caught at her parents' house in Wilton in a crazy blizzard in North Dakota, back in '77, when I was just a few days old, I think, on the way back from a doctor's appointment in Bismarck, or something like that. So, we were laughing that we were destined to be friends, since we've known each other for so long. Strange that that was 30 years ago. Her birthday's Oct. 28, and mine's the 17th, and her mom was either pregnant when my parents stopped, or she had just been born. Either way, I've known Angie for a long time.
Angie and I went cliff jumping into Lake Sakakawea one time near Riverdale. I'll never forget, the guys we were with told Angie, "Whatever you do, make sure to keep your legs closed, especially when you hit the water." Of course, Angie, being up for anything, decided to go first - and screamed and straddled her legs the entire way down. After she hit the water, she thought she had torn her butt open.
Other times, Angie and I would cruise around by the lake in my parents new Toyota with the windows down and "I'd Die Without You," by P.M. Dawn blasting. But my favorite memory of me and Angie was going sailing one time with my dad, building a campfire and going skinny-dipping, then dancing around by the light of the fire and the moon to music on a boombox we brought along.
Angie was always up for anything, which is one of the things I always loved about her. Now, she seems like she's up for motherhood; she was breastfeeding while we talked on the phone. And she also seemed very happy, which is great to hear.
We also talked about the time my parents got caught at her parents' house in Wilton in a crazy blizzard in North Dakota, back in '77, when I was just a few days old, I think, on the way back from a doctor's appointment in Bismarck, or something like that. So, we were laughing that we were destined to be friends, since we've known each other for so long. Strange that that was 30 years ago. Her birthday's Oct. 28, and mine's the 17th, and her mom was either pregnant when my parents stopped, or she had just been born. Either way, I've known Angie for a long time.
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