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Saturday is…

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Saturday is:

Sunshine. Waking up early to go to Trader Joe’s. Basil from my plant. Making pasta salad, on the phone with my mom. Gossip. Coffee. Sunscreening around tan lines. Fifteen passenger vans. Fourteen friends. Malibu. Glee soundtrack. Wine. Lots of wine. Tire swings shaped like horses. Rustic picnic benches. Wine tastings. Adirondack chairs. In yellow. Friend trivia. Red wine. White wine. Rose wine. Flip cam. Nikon cam. Point and shoot cam. Film cam. Cheese. Pasta salad. Tuna salad. Fruit. Veggies. Occasionally, some water. Live music. Heart-to-heart’s. Walking to the top. Walking to the barrels, taking photos. Laughing. Smiling. Talking. Eating. Tanning. Chatting. Crying, a little.

Back in the van. Don’t Stop Believin’. Six hours, sunburnt. In all the right places. No more tan lines. Cake. With sprinkles. Rainbow kind. Happy Birthday. Chattering away. Dinner. Pizza. Water, water, water. Two boys jumping in a pool. Fully clothed. Apples to apples. Laughing until you cry. Ten o’clock. Hugs. Hugs. Hugs.

Good, good night.

Hey Katie…

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…you really look great tonight…you color up my life!

What up, guys? It’s Kate’s birthday. I gab about her all the time, and how awesome she is, and how she’d cut a bitch if I needed her too, but also could copy edit your book into a masterpiece. She’s shiny, pretty, funny, and makes a good sandwich and a good vodka tonic.

Happy Birthday, Katie. I miss you. Your present(s) is on its way. In the meantime, please enjoy this joke:

A blond woman calls her boyfriend, and says, “Hey, can you come over and help me do this puzzle? It’s really hard.” The boyfriend says, “Sure, what is it a puzzle of?” The girlfriend says, “It’s supposed to be a tiger, it says.”

So the boyfriend goes over, sees the pieces scattered all over the table, and says, “Oh hun. First of all, this is never going to resemble a tiger. Secondly, let’s grab a cup of coffee and I’ll help you put the frosted flakes back in the box.”

I love you, sorella. Enjoy your day.

Happy Birthday to Liz!

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This is my friend Liz. It’s her birthday, today. This is her at her wedding, obviously. She’s pretty down to Earth, as you can see. Cool as a cucumber, she keeps me calm at work, she entertains me at events, and she coaches with me on the weekends, making five year old soccer that much more bearable. She’s funny, she’s smart, she is great to work with. Basically, she’s downright delightful.

Also, she blogs. Please check her out. She’s a better cook than I am, for sure, and I strive to be more like her in that way. If you’re ever in Southern California, you’ll have to stop by and hang out with her, and me, and she’ll give you tips on fine French cooking and delicious wine.

Happy Birthday to a great friend, and Happy Friday to the rest of you!!

All I heard was "Rory" and "Chilton" and "Get down here."

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So in case you never knew this about me, I love Gilmore Girls. Since it started when I was a freshman in high school, and Rory was a sophomore (but going to a new school) and because Rory was a journalist geek, I totally related to her character. Because of this, I will do many an embarassing thing to remind myself of Gilmore Girls and all its glory, like quoting episodes at embarassing moments. I also saw Paris once at a diner, but that’s a story for another time.

Well, my girlfriends Caitlin and Traci and I have been meaning to go to Chilton FOREVER, since it’s right down the road from me and since we love any excuse to take pictures and talk about television shows we love. So today, we headed to Mel’s diner, grabbed brunch, and proceeded to Greystone Mansion, where they shot the exteriors (and some interiors) of Chilton, the fictional prep school in Gilmore Girls.

Here are a select few photos.

Damn two birds of a feather

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I found out today that a friend from college passed away from cancer. He was one of those people everyone knew and most wanted to hang out with. He was in my study abroad program, and I remember many nights spent in the local bars with him as well as dozens of other American friends, dancing the nights away.

He was truly a shining star, and he will be missed by us all. Having him in my mind reminds me to have a love for life and to make what you do with your one and only really count. His life was so full of love, drive, and passion, and I can only hope to follow his lead.

It’s a reality check for me, to look around myself and see who I am, who I want to be, and what I value.

And I wanted to take a minute to tell you I value you, reader, for sticking with me. You keep me writing, which is what I really love. So thank you Matt, and thank you readers. You are both in my prayers.

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