Time with Friends
My, my, my. I needed this break from school. It has been the busiest break I've ever had, and it has filled my soul with joy and good memories. I am so grateful for all of you. I needed each and every one of you to bring me back to myself after a chaotic semester at work.
Thank you,
Tara, for cooking a fabulous dinner and sharing a hilarious game of Pictionary. I love that you thought a sun with a down arrow would make me think "late night," much more so than a moon and stars. And your drawing of the Sistine Chapel was, well, inventive.
Chelsea, for driving down to catch up over dinner. I'm still not sure why our waiter whose name tag read "Keith" insisted on being called "B.J."
Davis and Tiffany, for attending the Christmas Disaster 2007, and for making everyone laugh so hard at dinner that the other diners started shooting us dirty looks. (Oh, and for the Build Your Own Boyfriend kit. Right now, Richard is dressed in boxers and cowboy boots.)
Mom, for our very untraditional Christmas dinner. Just for the record, I think chips and salsa beat out turkey and dressing any day of the week.
Dad, for insisting that it just isn't Christmas Eve without that special candle, and for digging in the attic until you found it.
Miranda, for crying with me over the most depressing movie of 2007. I may need therapy.
Allison, for great conversation over wine and beer at the Library. 4x4=28! ;-)
Erol, for sharing your beautiful baby girl.
Melba, for making my birthday celebration really over the top, and for keeping me supplied with Dr. Pepper and girl talk.
Love to all!
Thank you,
Tara, for cooking a fabulous dinner and sharing a hilarious game of Pictionary. I love that you thought a sun with a down arrow would make me think "late night," much more so than a moon and stars. And your drawing of the Sistine Chapel was, well, inventive.
Chelsea, for driving down to catch up over dinner. I'm still not sure why our waiter whose name tag read "Keith" insisted on being called "B.J."
Davis and Tiffany, for attending the Christmas Disaster 2007, and for making everyone laugh so hard at dinner that the other diners started shooting us dirty looks. (Oh, and for the Build Your Own Boyfriend kit. Right now, Richard is dressed in boxers and cowboy boots.)
Mom, for our very untraditional Christmas dinner. Just for the record, I think chips and salsa beat out turkey and dressing any day of the week.
Dad, for insisting that it just isn't Christmas Eve without that special candle, and for digging in the attic until you found it.
Miranda, for crying with me over the most depressing movie of 2007. I may need therapy.
Allison, for great conversation over wine and beer at the Library. 4x4=28! ;-)
Erol, for sharing your beautiful baby girl.
Melba, for making my birthday celebration really over the top, and for keeping me supplied with Dr. Pepper and girl talk.
Love to all!



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