Where have you been all my life?

In every famous Fairy Tale the end result is girl meets boy, boy saves girl, boy marries girl, and everything fades out. Right? Well.... real life doesn't work that way. But I will never forget the day that I met my other half, the one person that I can share my secrets with, the person who laughs with me... and occasionally at me, the one person who I will hopefully spend the rest of my life with... Robin.

I never knew what I was missing in my life until Robin walked into my store to start as a new hire... and to be honest I really didn't know I was missing her in my life until she had been working with me for a couple of weeks.

Now to explain this fully you have to understand why it is amusing to me that Robin and I ever became friends.
At this point I was young, I lived in an apartment with two roommates and my boyfriend (yes I lived with my boyfriend out of wedlock). A typical friday night for us was getting really drunk and playing video games... sometimes just the four of us and sometimes half of my co-workers would join us. We were always doing crazy things. Life was pretty much a big party.
Robin however was a different story. Robin was married (she didn't believe in sex out of wedlock), she went to church every Sunday, and let's face it.... after she said those things I really didn't pay much more attention. The idea of Robin at one of my crazy parties led me to the image of her showing up and reading scripture at us. I thought there was no way this woman would ever be more than a co-worker.
Now out of the sake of being nice I invited Robin out to a couple of my parties, she always said she would try to make it... and never did. Which made me think I was completely correct in my first opinion of miss goody goody Robin. Until one day... when I opened my door... already a little tipsy... and there stood Robin. I am not gonna lie... I was concerned. I thought the whole experience was going to be uncomfortable for all of us.
But... then I got to know Robin. I learned that Robin liked rum... really liked rum. I learned that Robin liked to have a cigerette now and then... I learned that Robin could drink me under the table... I learned that Robin was freaking hilarious.... I learned that Robin get's very loud when she is drunk... and best of all I learned that Robin would not exactly remember all of the details of that night.

She didn't instantly become my best friend that night. But the future was set in motion the moment she stood on my coffee table and announced to everyone in the room that her friend just had a baby at the top of her lungs.... and then didn't remember telling us the next day.
Since then Robin switched jobs, she has moved out of the state, and she is now a mother.... but we have shared every experience good or bad. We still get completely wasted together.... it's just normally over the phone after her kids are in bed. We make a point to get together at least twice a year.
We always joke about how our friendship started. But neither one of us would change it for a second.