Reporting Tracy Kornet
“One of you will definitely not be dancing in the new video.”
“Pat couldn’t shake the image of one of you.”
“Someone on the front row has no rhythm.”
If you’ve seen the infamous “Seinfeld” episode, or worse, your husband or friends call you “Elaine,” you know little is more mortifying than finding out you just can’t dance.
Except this — hearing that sentiment from your record dude friend who is a trusted confidante of the lead singer of Train, after Pat Monahan himself spots you dancing with your girlfriends at his Dallas concert.
“Oh my gosh. Is it me? Am I Elaine?!” our friend Andi squealed in horror, after what will be forever remembered as The Night of the Greatest Ever Train Concert in Dallas.
We girls are still trying to throw Andi under the bus, but honestly, I think Pat was talking about me. Just in case, from now on I will be limiting my vaudeville moves in public!
This fabulously mortifying moment is one of dozens that are typical of any gathering with my group of “Soul Sisters” girlfriends. Our cheesy name is certainly not unique, but our connection sure is. We are all former colleagues and co-hosts and have never lost connection through our myriad moves across stations and states.
This Dallas adventure is the shortest trip we girls have enjoyed together — just 28 hours total — but boy, did we make the most of every minute. Friends like these light up a woman’s soul. They love and accept and support, no matter what. And the laughter and fun we provide each other will fuel us for months.
If you don’t have at least one friend with whom you have this kind of relationship, you are missing out. Like mama always said, “The best way to make a friend is to be one.”
So don’t wait another day to reach out to someone at work, in yoga class, at church, synagogue or Mother’s Day Out. Give of yourself NOW. And for Pete’s sake, stop competing with each other! As my girl Kaley phrased it several years ago, “There is enough pie for everyone.”
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