Make new friends but keep the old right?
A week ago right now, I was hanging out with an old friend. A very old friend.
Marie and sweet baby Coral came to spend a little time with me. Marie and I have been friends since I was 19. We are a college potluck roommate success story. Being with her was magical and normal and lovely. It's so nice to know be known. You don't have to prove or explain or feel insecure. You just laugh and eat and laugh some more. (When you are with Marie you laugh A LOT, by the way. Like your face hurts from laughing so much.)
In a few hours I will set off for Chicago, to be part of the BlogHer09 experience. My roommate (and a big part of why I am able to attend this year, thanks to her offer to share her room with me) is none other than...
BETH. You know, BETH? I Should Be Folding Laundry? The nice funny adorable one that everyone loves? Yes. Her. I'm so looking forward to this. And sort of scared out of my mind.
I don't even want to get started listing the other girls I will spend time with, but tonight I will be having dinner with Steph and Sarah and Beth and Heather and MORE.
One is silver and the other's gold, right?
Go check out the rest of the captures at I Should Be Folding Laundry.