Good Food, Great Friend
Yesterday, I met up with a friend for dinner and drinks. After a short traffic stall (the second time I was in stand-still traffic in as many days), I made it to the restaurant and the fun began. We spend a bit of time catching up on the ins and outs of daily life. We laughed a lot about our shared perspectives on marriage and babies — BR, I realize I should thank you for tolerating me. Then the conversation changed directions. We began to reminisce about the past. We talked about boys, parties, school, and just how cool we were, not that either of us ever really forgot that part. A particularly fond memory was of a sleep-over birthday party. Somewhere, there are pictures to prove just how awesomely stylish we were as middle schoolers. Think inside-out sweatshirts, boxer shorts with the waistband rolled, and sunglasses (and yes, that was cool at the time - we were basically trend setters). I guess we still are just as cool as we o...