My friends named Woo

I went over to my friend Shelly and Angie's house to help them do some shit on their computer. I took a couple pho-tos of them while I was there.

Here is a picture of me and Angie, (I call her Woo.) She is the girlfriend to Shelly (I call her Woo, too,) who was my first friend when I moved to Oregon in 1992.

Here is a photo of Angie-Woo and Shelly-Woo. (The "Woo" nickname is a term of endearment. I used to call my dog "Woo" because she was so cute and pretty, I would say "Macy is woo-woo, so-so PRETTY!) It just kind of one of those weird things that evolves and you don't really remember how it exactly started. But we've always called eachother, "woo."

When Shelly and I met in 1992, we had both just relocated to the Pacific NW. She from Houston, TX, me from South Florida. We worked together and became fast and furious friends. At the time, I was married to XH #1 (who was a BIG ASS MOTHER FUCKER.) Shelly-Woo was my BFF and really saved me from a majorly fucked-up relationship with that horrid bastard.

She then introduced me to XH#2, (but we won't hold THAT against her.) She thought that XH#2 was a great guy, (we all did,) and we all worked together for the same company. Five years after XH#2 and I were married; Shelly-Woo found out that he had been fucking around on me with not one but TWO girls who they worked with (I was at home with a four year old, a two year old and a six month old.) These two girls were very young, (19 and 20, I think.) Any-who-ha, XH#2 denied the whole thing, (lying mother-fucker,) and basically forbade me from ever having a relationship with Shelly-Woo again.

We didn't have contact for FIVE years.

When I told my XH#2 I was a lesbian and in love with a woman, and that we probably shouldn't be married again, I called Shelly; I had no one else to turn to. I knew she'd understand, (she, herself a card-carrying, girl-loving dyke.)

She's been by my side supporting and loving me every minute since I called her up that day after blowing her off for five years. Angie too.

That, my friends, is a FRIEND. A true-blue-woo-friend.

Shelly and Angie have their own blog here.