After salivating over the end of season 3 of Weeds last night, I checked my email and for a moment got to imagine what it must have felt like to be Nancy Botwin (Mary Louise Parker's character) when she realized Conrad would look out for her if she ever got into trouble - excited and secure at the same time. My drug friend was one of my BMFs (Baby Mama Friends) and the drug was Earth's Best Oatmeal. It's been off the shelf and out of stock at several local grocery stores for several weeks and there's been lots of buzz among us local moms about the possible reasons why. If you know, let me know. Anyways, I got a text from a friend two weeks ago that read: X MKT on Y ST HAS EB OATMEAL! But by the time I got there a week later - nothing. We'd resorted to rice cereal (gasp!) after skipping it when HD started on solids almost two months ago. BH (Best husband) found single serving packets that got us through a few days in the middle but that was short-lived. It's been rough.
So, the email from my BMF said that she just got back from a trip five hours away (said trip was for family fun, not just to search for oatmeal) and found the oatmeal...and she bought a box for me and another BMF of ours. How nice and cool is that?! We've known each other for 15 minutes and only know random facts about each others' lives but she got me oatmeal. If only the whole world worked like this.
This is not the first time we've had this happen to us. Another PCF (parent couple friend) sent us a thank-you note for our infant/family new years' eve party and included a bubble-wrapped bottle of Mylicon, another wonder drug from our pre-smiling baby days because we'd had a conversation about how hard it was to find.
It might seem silly but I think these are valuable life moments to cherish and to continually pay forward - and not just to parents, although we are a needy bunch. Speaking of paying it forward, remind me to post about our gas & time saving trip/good deed to Ikea last week.







But will Conrad really look out for Nancy when the going gets rough? Is he the sort of guy that will bring you the oatmeal or the just the kind that will tell you about it? I guess we'll have to get Showtime to find out.
Posted by: Mrs. Gregorton | July 09, 2008 at 11:59 PM