this weekend my bestest, most favorite friends from high school are getting together to celebrate turning thirty. i had originally planned on going, but then i went ahead and got knocked up. oopsy. guess better now then when we all celebrated turning sixteen together, eh? and since its frowned upon to fly so late in a pregnancy, not to mention i really don't have the dolla dolla bills to buy a seat for each of my butt cheeks, i had to stay home. booooooooo.
anywhooo. i miss them terribly and each for their own reasons. we have shared so many memories. some good. some bad. some ugly. but nonetheless, they are ours, and i feel so lucky to have been a part in such a clan. and trust me, i am fully aware that its only the really special in life that get to celebrate 30 years of living with friends who...
knew them on their first day of kindergarten.
or created beauty tricks in the second grade like eye lash trims and speed growing fingernails using a pencil sharpener.
or climbed up the huge hill home after school with you while you carried your giant, silly saxophone.
or snuck eighteen and over items from their siblings and parents, while listening to tupac.
or survived the worlds weirdest trip to mexico.
or made you feel like you had a piece of home by sharing a teeny dorm room during your freshman year of college.
or poses with you for a photo as you both await the arrival of your own babies.
i hope you are all having the best time. thank you for loving and living so many years with me. i cannot wait to see where and who we all continue to become, and i pray someday that my little girl will grow up to have forever girlfriends just. like. you.
p.s. no, that is not me sitting in tamaran's lap :-). i'm bummed to not be able to be in the actual photo, but don't worry, i fully intend on photo shopping in a better rested, not with child, picture of myself sitting right there on the end.
love you all.
