Doing A Solid

Do you know what it means to "Do a Solid" for someone? Let me tell you about it. Our best friends who are luckily our neighbors did a total Solid for me this weekend. Spurs is doing his tour of "Shawshank" for three weeks and coming home for about 38 hours on the weekends. This sucks on a monumental scale for me. I miss him so much and the short time on the weekends isn't fair. But I'm a whiny baby and it sucks to be me.

Anyway, this past Friday I left work and stopped by the grocery store to get all of our needs for the weekend so we wouldn't have to go anywhere. There was laundry to do, packing to do, couple time to do, etc. So I get home around 6:20 and am rushing to get everything put up and the house cleaned up and needed to leave around 8:40 to head to the airport to pick up my baby. So my best friend Blinkie keeps psycho calling me, cell phone, home phone, etc. This isn't normal unless there is something going on. I was concerned that she needed something immediately because they knew that Spurs was coming home that evening. So she calls and I answer and she says "I need you to come over really fast because I know you are preparing for Spurs to come home, but I need you to come settle something between me and the Big Guy." So I think, okay, she went shopping the other night and they are going to a wedding Saturday night so maybe it's the dress she bought, she may need a second opinion. So I put the groceries away and head next door to see what's up. I walk in and am warmly greeted as usual and I see The Big Guy on the porch and I see another person sitting out there but can only see the foot. As Blinkie is talking to me I am looking at the foot of the person sitting on the porch and it looks familiar - the shoe - it looks familiar. So I walk on over and there he is - my baby - Spurs! He is sitting on their porch drinking a martini. WOW! I was so happy I thought I might cry. He decided to take an earlier flight to avoid the weather happening in the midwest and had The Big Guy pick him up at the airport. And Blinkie and The Big Guy being the best friends ever decided to make it a surprise for me. They knew how depressed I had been the whole week with him being gone and me stressing over having to pick him up at the airport late Friday night. Ahh, it was so nice, I can't even put it into words. My baby was home safe and sound and we just casually strolled over to our place and had a full evening together! It was the best! That was a total SOLID! Thanks you guys! You are the best ever!