Once the mainstay of all promises adolescent, I wonder is the pinky swear dead?  This was the outward consummation of all promises that were binding for life.  It cannot be broken by anything including the crossing of fingers and toes.  Press your thumbs together at the end while stating the promise and the deal is sealed.   It became the pinky swear because if you didn’t live up to your promise you risked having your pinky cut off.  The good news is that if a pinky swear is broken all bets are off; you owe that person nothing from the past or going forward.

Can one make a pinky swear by phone?  By email? By text? Do the words pinky swear in themselves cement a deal?  I wonder.  I’d like to think that one can make a pinky swear by text as it’s one of the ways I’ve been trying to get my dear friend back to her fitness class.  She’s stuck, or discouraged, or something, surely not just lazy.  Truth be told, she’s fun, entertaining, full of stories and I miss her.  I should check my motivation, I guess, because I’m a bit tired of going to class alone.  It takes more and more to motivate myself as the days grow shorter and the wind gets colder.  Staying home with a glass of wine and a good book is ever more tempting.  But I go.

I believe in the power of a pinky swear and I hope that she decides that her health and the continued camaraderie of good friends, good music and increased energy is more important than a glass of wine and a good book.  Besides, I don’t know how much longer I can make it on my own.  Baby its cold outside.