I have lived with my roommate Sarah for seven years. We are the type of roommates who like spending time together. Lucky for us because we spend A LOT of time together. Sarah and I work together, cook meals together, play on two soccer teams and after all that, actually like traveling together. After a while you would think there wouldn’t be anything to say, being that we see a lot of the same people all day. Sometimes we can finish each other’s sentences or give just a look and we know. There are always things to say but sometimes it can be predictable. Sometimes though, we surprise one another.
While cooking dinner (beef and baby bok choy stir fry with a ginger glaze) we had a conversation about ninetys t.v. shows. We ticked off a list: Saved by The Bell, ALF, Full House.
“Don’t forget Fresh Prince! (I begin to sing) Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there. I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air…. In WestVillanovia”.
Sarah stops me. “Wait, what?”
“In West Villanovia, born and raised,” I said.
“I’m sorry. Did you just tell me Will Smith grew up in West VILLA-NO-VIA? Where exactly is that?”
“The East Coast where, you know, where he spent most of his days.”
“It is West Philadephia.”
“Are you sure?” I say, not wanting to admit defeat.
“Yeah.” She puts her hands on her hips, convinced I’m wrong.
“No. It’s West Villanovia where he was, um, chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool.” I begin to grin.
“Can you find that for me on a map?” At this point we are both in tears from laughing.
“Sure. It’s out on the East coast where he grew up playing b-ball.”
Sometimes it’s the little things that surprise you. I’m thankful for the silly conversations only best friends can have.
The Fresh Prince Theme Song