Two and a half years ago I sat in the parking lot of Hobby Lobby with a 90% off sale on fall foliage going on inside the store and never shopped it.
90% off fall foliage and I never bought a stem.
I couldn’t help it.
I was in the middle of one of the most exciting and non-stop conversations I’d ever had with one of the funniest, sweetest, most creative people on the planet. It was the kind of conversation you see in a movie.
Where two people meet and they feel like they’ve known each other their entire life. They are laughing and talking and drinking coffee together and the words were spilling out one after the other and there’s just so much to say and you don’t want to put the phone down.
Even for 90% off at Hobby Lobby.
That conversation was the start of one of the most amazing friendships.
With one of the most amazing people.
Who has one of the most amazing houses I’ve ever seen.
Grab a beverage or a blueberry muffin and buckle up buttercup.
I have a HOUSE TOUR for you. 🙂
Here’s the front of Leslie’s house.
Isn’t it beautiful?
It looks like it’s out of a movie.
Here’s the back of the house.
And a pool and the cutest dogs and every now and then a party shows up.
Like this one.
With these lampshades.
See what I mean? LAMPSHADES LIKE THIS? Who does that? Who thinks of that?
And inside it gets even cuter.
Here’s the living room where there’s family game night.
And white slipcovered couches with the cutest skirts and architectural pieces on every corner.
And a kitchen with faded vintage rugs.
Who decorates their bread?
Her house has a carriage house, too.
She recently cleaned it up and cleaned it out and painted and transformed it to look like this.
It is one of the most beautiful spaces I’ve ever seen.
Who does that?
Who has a carriage house that needs it’s own television special?
And of all the dining rooms in all the worlds, hers is the table that I would want to eat at.
Leslie is known for her entertaining.
She’s kind of famous about it, actually.
And nutcracker-themed parties.
Who designs an entire party around a nutcracker?
I’ve never been to her California house.
But I have sat right here. The chair at the top left of this table before.
The table in her Waco house.
A few weeks ago an invitation showed up at my house for a dinner party. Weeks of anticipation passed and finally, the day arrived for the party. We drive south and after many miles of beautiful Texas countryside, our car pulled up to Leslie’s Waco house.
I couldn’t wait.
We had talked about this for weeks.
I was wearing the perfect dress and the perfect I’ve-driven-across-Texas-to-see-Leslie’s-beautiful-home-but-I’m-still-keeping-it-casual….
….pair of earrings.
And two miles earlier I had applied a fresh coat of lipstick.
Suffice it to say….
…I was ready.
The dinner party was incredible. It was amazing and surreal and wonderful all at the same time.
We giggled and laughed and talked the kind of conversation where you’re interrupting each other because you have so much to say and course after course after course of some of the best food I’ve ever eaten showed up.
A little like being on the set of Top Chef….
….except so much better.
I could have sat at that dining table forever.
But all too soon it was over.
And as we pulled out of the driveway and waved goodbye under the stars with the twinkling lights of the dining room table wishing us well on our journey, I smiled to myself and thought….
….friendship is a gift.
A friend who loves you right where you are is amazing.
A friend who understands your heart is a joy.
A friend who joins you on your journey and gets your humor and decorates like an HGTV star and makes a dinner party straight out of a movie is truly one-of-a-kind.
But the kind of friend you read about in books? The friend who keeps you talking in the Hobby Lobby parking lot for two hours and waits for you when you are late and listens to your stories and still laughs every time and cheers you on and sees all your flaws and loves you anyway…that kind of friend…..
….is priceless. 🙂
PS You can take the rest of Leslie’s home tour here.
PPS I love you friend (and you, too, MaryLiz). 🙂