Who is Alex?

Alex is my friend. We met the day I moved to LA because we were originally planning to be roommates (which didn't happen at that time). We then became friends when I spotted her in one of my college classes. She was sitting in front drinking from a Starbucks cup. I was sitting in back with the hot boys and I bet one of them $2 that she was NOT drinking coffee. He asked her and I was right, it was hot chocolate. We became friends.

Alex and I dated from the same man pool, sometimes we dated friends. We went to UCLA together where I would pretend to have an urgent message for her and spring her from her classes. I helped her write papers, she introduced me to the best places to party in L.A. Alex has a lot better fashion sense than I do. She always dresses great and spends more money on clothing than anyone I have ever met. Thankfully, we wear the same size! What is better, I ask you, than a fabulously dressed friend who wears your same size? When Al and I would get dressed to go to a club or whatever, we'd often have to change outfits three or four times because first her outfit would be cuter, then mine, then her next outfit and so on. We did not compete for men (although we did kiss the same ones every so often) but we did put on the Alex and Nor show.

I lived in L.A. for 5 years, during which time I saw Alex almost every day, for awhile we were even happy roommates. We don't like shopping together because Alex takes too long and spends too much money and I am cheap and efficient. Al also takes way too long to get ready so you have to tell her the function starts one hour before it does. One time we dyed our hair the exact same shade of pink. We used the same hairdresser. We went to the same functions at church. We travelled to Spain together. Alex is the most fun friend I've ever had.

Alex was there when I met my husband. I was there when she met hers. We were both surprised at who they turned out to be.

Alex is an artist. She is a liberal and tends to vote for the green party. She studied sociology and works in Social Services with troubled teens when she isn't busy being pregnant and nursing.

One time Alex took a 1 year break from being my friend while I was in Europe. That made me sad. When Al found out she was pregnant, we became friends again and I am glad. She had her baby Harrison about 8 weeks ago. He is a little chub who eats all the time. They nicknamed Harrison "Fuzzy" and you can read about him on her blog: http://lifewithfuzzy.blogspot.com/. She is a new blogger and is afraid of the internet, so she needs lots of encouragement.

I wish Alex would move to the Bay Area. I wish she would be my sister wife. It's fun to go and visit (she lives in Las Vegas) but it would be better if we lived in the same area.

This posting is a plea to Alex's husband Patrick. Please move Alex back to California to live by me. She will be happy.