That I am overwhelmed by all of you.

The amount of encouragement and support I’ve received from each of you in the last several months has been nothing short of amazing.  I am constantly wowed by all of you.  And I really, really mean that!

>>Time doesn’t matter when friendship is involved.  Sarah and I went to high school together.  We were friends, but not particularly close.  Since the internet exploded, somehow we reconnected in the years just after college.  She’s also now my copyeditor!  I wonder what the 15 year old versions of ourselves would have thought if a future telling angel came down and told us this would be our lives at this point.  Either way?  I’m so thankful that an old friend has become such a dear friend.  She took the time to come by my parents’ house on Saturday during her brief trip home from California.  And we had such a wonderful visit.  We haven’t seen each other in TWELVE YEARS.

>> Bedtime during a sleepover with my HS bestie is still no earlier than 2AM.  And we still talk until someone just doesn’t respond anymore.  

>> If it’s 12AM and my dog escapes into the night as cars are backing out of my parents’ driveway, I will scream my head off.  Saturday night, as the party winded down, I was on the recliner with my boot off because my foot was swelling.  Bailey had put herself to bed on the couch because she was totally worn out.  After a bit, I realized she wasn’t next to me anymore.  And then I saw that the door was open.  Fun Fact: Bailey bolts.  I panicked and ran outside and down the driveway sans boot screaming for her.  She’s a dark dog and people were backing out of our very steep driveway.  It must have sounded like I was being murdered because she came RIGHT back to me from down by the street (not that I could see her).  Also–whenever I am hugely relieved, I will cry.  Or maybe I was crying because I ran barefoot on a fractured foot.  But either way, I cried.

>>My mom will turn anything into a party.  And that’s pretty freaking awesome.  It also means that I will always be completely exhausted after spending a weekend at “home.”