Thursday, August 7, 2008

From Choo


1. How old do I think she is?
Actually, I know the number of years she has tucked away under her belt, but a woman who will tell you her age will tell you anything. With that in mind, all of us should find out the type of face cream she uses and buy a case.



2. Stories:
No one has shopped until you shop with Sharon at the Garment District in LA. It makes a school of piranha during a feeding frenzy seem calm. Sharon and I decided to venture there one Saturday morning and we came across some poor, unsuspecting student selling knock-off Kate Spade purses. He didn't know what hit him. We didn't buy just one each, more like six at least, which entailed massive bartering between the three of us. I've never seen anyone's pupils so dilated in my whole life. Throw in a couple of suitcases (such a good deal) and we decide to call it a day...until we arrive at her swanky condo, wondering what would be the easiest way to haul in four suitcases and at least a dozen purses without making a few trips. Lo and behold, she spots a shopping cart in the garage probably left there by some debilitated senior and we throw the precious stuff in. But we can't let anyone see us doing this, I mean, we do have an image to uphold. Running like a pack of thieves, we push the cart into the elevator, hoping no one is around. It's like a game of cops and robbers...you get the drift. The elevators open to her
floor and by now we can't stand straight, we're laughing so hard. Then she
wants to bring this ugly thing into her condo!!!! What would Bruce say???? Well if she didn't have wet pants by now, I sure did. Unloading was the easy part, and Sharon returned the cart downstairs. It took a week for my sides to stop aching, but the laughing lines on my face are still there. It's a day I'll never forget.

3.Things I've learned.
Sharon's generosity is unlimited. She continually gives to her family, friends, community, church, schools, charities, and others on a daily basis; more than I'll ever know. But she does this without, without ever expecting a return - the giving is unconditional. This is part and parcel of her honesty, integrity and her love of life. Tough to do when the rug's pulled from under your feet; she makes that her problem, not anyone else's. She's taught me to be strong and how to push ahead - she'd never quit.

She's also taught me how to walk down a mall with your head turned sideways looking into a store without bumping into anyone in front of you. Definitely an art, takes years of practice and I'm privileged to be a member of this elite club. Sorry, we're not accepting applications at this time.

4. What I love about her.
Oh man, just so many things. She's the best friend anyone could possibly have and what's more of a bonus is that we're related. She is an extension of my thoughts, demands nothing, yet her petite frame carries the worries and concerns of those she loves. She's a classy lady with an incredible sense of fashion, beautiful, not pretentious and laughs from the bottom of her toes. Again, best friends don't come with description.

So Happy Birthday dear Boobkee, wish I could be there to celebrate the big day. Remember, it's just a number, but every new number needs a new outfit, so go shopping.

Big hugs to you!!!!!

Loads of love,
Elaine. (Choo).

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