I have a fairy godmother.
Her name is Barbara.
Instead of wielding a magic wand, she waves around an Expo marker, which is held by a Sorrelli-draped hand.
I’ve mentioned her on my blog a time or two.
I don’t remember how much I’ve told you about her, so I’ll give you a quick run-down.
Barb and I met several years ago when our children were in middle school. She was the team mom for the middle school soccer team that Rooster played on and Chicky managed (the school wouldn’t let her play on the boys team, so she settled for practicing with them and being a manager).
It was around this time that her son, a very gifted soccer player, began playing on Rooster’s travel team, so we found ourselves spending hours each weekend watching the boys play.
If you have never been involved with travel sports, let me just tell you that there is no greater bonding experience than rising before the crack of dawn in frigid, rainy weather with other miserable parents…all for the sake of loving and supporting your children (and trying to help them get college scholarships).
The thing that drew me to Barbara…and draws others, I suspect…was her personality. She’s all of five foot nothing and full of fire.
Did I mention that she likes Sorrelli?
She calls it her crack, and I’m not talking butt cheeks here.
Not only is she a dedicated mom to her two children, but she’s also an incredible teacher. A few years ago, she was recognized as my district’s Teacher of the Year. She earned this distinction by teaching intensive reading classes. She is simply amazing.
I think what drew us closer was when I subbed for her one day. Apparently I did a good job because her paraprofessional bragged on me, and her students spoke well of me too. She often asked me fill in for her after that first time.
Barbara was one of my biggest cheerleaders during the two years I spent looking for a teaching position. She talked me up to everyone she knew.
She visited me when I painted my classroom this summer, and she even returned the week before classes started to give me goodies (did I really not blog about this…I really thought I had).
We’ve had a lot of fun watching our children play in the band together this year. She always has a smile on her face, and she’s always ready to listen to my latest teaching concerns. I believe she even shared a basket of fries with me one afternoon when I was very discouraged. Of course, I walked away from the conversation happy and focused again.
So it shouldn’t have surprised me when I got a text from her today (I hope she won’t mind the word-for-word quotes)…
“R u home? i have some clothes i am tooooo FAT to wear and thought ur skinny little self could fit in!”
See what I mean. Who wouldn’t love that humor (don’t ask her husband that question)!
My response: “I am sitting in the financial aid office of Podunk USA’s college with no hope of ever getting out….”
Five minutes later I get this:
“Im at ur neighboehood ill drop them at ur front door if thats ok”
See…always thinking of me. I had to wait in that office 45 minutes, but I smiled while I waited after receiving Barb’s text.
A few minutes later I get this message:
“Tell me the address am lost…”
heehee
So typical of her.
I couldn’t wait to get home to see what she had brought me…

I have been in desperate need of new tops!! Woo Hoo!
But there was more…

I had recently scoured Old Navy for new sweaters. The ones Barb brought me are really cute!! I am sure I will be wearing them this week when I start back to school!
I texted my thanks to Barb, and she assured me that there was more to come as she is cleaning out her closet. I cannot wait! It’s going to be like Christmas all over again!!
I am so grateful that Barb adopted me as her own. She is such a blessing to me.
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ahh – what a fun friend!!! And glad she has style too! 🙂
So nice! I need a fairy godmother!
Oh, and, I’d commented on RabbitRescuer’s last blog post, and now I have to go edit that too…
You hit the jack pot! I wish I had a fairy godmother like you 🙂
I wish I had a Barb. Lucky duck!