These girls, they are my girls. They made me laugh and laugh for one week straight. Here are the better shots of us laughing all the way home…
and, all I did was laugh…
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Category Archives: Visitors
New Kitchen, same old friends.
When Lauren was here Monday night, of course we figured what we needed to do was cook dinner together. For old time’s sake. Here’s what we came up with.
Brie. Covered with a pear. Covered together in cranberry juice. Best. idea. ever.
"Your kitchen looks a lot bigger online."
This is what Jeff’s brother said when he came to visit us in late June. Here are some photos from the bonfire at Dockweiler we had while he was visiting…it was like a pre-game to July 4th.
"Sure, get off the bus at MY house!"
This is a line I once uttered to my friend Lauren when our bus driver forgot her bus stop (AGAIN!) and I decided she could make it to gymnastics if she got off at my house and my mom dropped her at her house. This was before cell phones. And, obviously, before we were 16. In fact, I think we were 13.
When I was 14, Brittany and I were both on the soccer teams, and even though she was on varsity and I wasn’t, we would always, always sit on the bus together.
When I was 16, and Kelly was 15, she asked if she could back my car up in my driveway. I said, “Sure!” She ran over a solar light. Whoops.
Every few years, my girlfriends and I try to convene somewhere and hang out. Lately, it’s been in my neck of the woods — whether those woods be Boston or LA! Lauren (see below) is already here, and my other ladies Kelly and Brittany get here tonight. Our other girls, Alex and Erin, will be SORELY missed.
Here are some photographs from our previous escapades — I am so excited and so blessed to be having friends who I’ve known and loved for over a DECADE coming to visit me.
I don’t know what is happening in this photo.
But this is what happened next.
The last time these girls came to see me, I lived in Boston. We went out to dinner, and I forgot my pen in the restaurant. The waiter (who dealt with our loud and ridiculous behavior) ran after us, saying, “Excuse me, ma’am, I think you left your pen.” A minute later, he came out again, with Britty’s purse, and said, “Excuse me, ma’am, I think you left your purse.” We. are. a. mess.
I cannot wait for all three of you to be here, all together, again. I love you oodles. 🙂
Guest Post: a love named C.
Assignment 53, from C, with love.
Ages 3-7
1. Be nicer to your mother. Not living with her is the greatest
tragedy of her life. Try to soften the blow.
Age 11
1. Lock the patio door at your hotel in the Bahamas. Trust me.
Age 14/15:
1. Don’t worry so much. Moving is the right decision. Your mother is
sad, now, but this will actually make your relationship stronger.
2. Hurting yourself isn’t the answer.
3. Don’t let your mom talk you into using henna hair dye.
Age 16:
1. Bring condoms to your cousin’s wedding.
2. Do NOT go parking with P.
3. Learn his last name and age, and try not to get so drunk you can’t
remember them later.
4. When A calls you a heartbreaker and says you’re dangerous for him
to get involved with, no matter how full of shit you think he is,
believe him. He’s right.
Age 17:
1. Make out with J in her car. She wants you to.
2. Tell M that she may not share that bed with you and J. You would
like to be alone thankyouverymuch.
3. Stop talking on the phone with S G. He’s not worth it.
4. Enjoy every second you spend with B. This is what happiness feels
like. Recognize it and file for future use.
5. Do not hook up with T and that college party. It’s gonna be awkward
the WHOLE time you’re at UVA.
Age 18:
1. After sleeping with him, don’t assume he’s only interested in you
for sex. He’s not, but he’s going to think that’s all you want if you
don’t make it clear that you’re in love with him. Oh and by the way,
you’re in love with him. You’ll figure it out a little too late.
2. Let B take you to the Prom. Fuck your friends. They’re bitches.
3. Seriously, your two best friends are bitches. Spend more with with
people whose names begin with B.
Age 19:
1. Don’t sleep with R when he’s that drunk.
2. Stop hooking up with boys M likes. She will inexplicably forgive
you, but don’t do it anyway.
3. Don’t do more than make out with Z. And maybe hang out with him a
little bit afterwards, just to be nice.
4. Don’t go to Harrisonburg with K. Or at least don’t drink tequila
while you’re there.
5. GO TO CLASS. STUDY. Even though you feel like shit, something is
going to happen to make you realize how stupid you’re being.
6. Give B a hug on December 30th and tell her how much you love her
and everything her friendship has meant to you.