My girls

I have three best friends. Two of them, I've known since I was 13. My other best friend is my sister.

I absolutely treasure the history I share with these three women.

Though they all live in different cities, in the last month, I've been able to spend time with each of them. And, it has brought me tremendous joy.

When I sit down with them, it all makes sense. Things I couldn't articulate suddenly become clear. Doubts erase. Memories come flooding back. And, the hours fly by like minutes.

When we leave, there are always tears in my eyes. The kind of tears you get when you care for someone so much and you have so much history that your heart kinda hurts and words can't explain it.

Man, I love my girls.

Duh, Dyson

Dear Dyson:
This may shock you but it's not 1952. And men, they vacuum too!

So, why, in your ad I saw last night while getting my "Friends" fix, does it only show women vacuuming? And, here's another shocker: Most women (people) don't vacuum in heels.

For a company that touts the latest in vacuum technology, it seems you have an antiquated view.

Gotta run. The boss is calling. Time to get his coffee and pick up the dry cleaning.