Last week, I went to the Oklahoma City Art Museum for the first time ever. I had never ever been there before even though I was in art club in high school, am interested in drawing/painting, and live less than two hours away. There’s really no excuse for me not going before. But, it’s done now, and I got to see some cool sights.
The truth of the matter is that I probably wouldn’t have gone if it weren’t for my friend Ashlee. She is so great and always drives me into the city because I absolutely hate city driving. It’s scary. We’ve done lots of fun things during the past six years of being friends: Feed giraffes, pet sting rays and baby sharks, see Shakespeare in the Park, get our fortunes told at the Renaissance Fair, etc… Without her, I probably would have been sitting in my house whittling away the hours. Even so, it seems like she has to drag me with her places. Sometimes, I want to tell her this:
I really do have hermit-ish ways, but I always enjoy getting out–just need a nudge out of the door, I suppose.
In conclusion, this Thanksgiving–and everything other day of the year–I am thankful for friendship and the new experiences that friends bring.