I had lunch with 2 of my partners in crime very good friends from college today.
This morning when I woke up it was pouring down rain and knew it was going to be a bad hair day*. I kinda worried about it for about .2 seconds and then I told myself – Like these people care, they had held your hair before when you were puking your guts out. Thanks self, and guess what? I don’t think they cared in the least bit.
I was not smart enough to bring my camera, but they both did so I am sure the pictures will turn up on Facebook.
We have all come a long way. We have gotten married, had babies, gotten “real” job, just plan grown up I suppose. We fought over who got to pay for lunch – before we would have been trying to figure out who had enough credit left on their meal cards to even go to eat, let along buy for anyone else.
It has been close to 15 years since we quietlyroamed the residence halls like screaming banshees together but as we sat there it was just like it was yesterday.
We were fortunate that although we were always doing something to get in a least a little bit of trouble, we never really got caught. Except for that one time…..
My god we were so stupid. We had been out (in the forest) drinking (all of us underage) and as we came back onto campus we got pulled over. I imagine we were swerving like crazy. ( No, none of us should have been in a car let alone driving). As the campus police came behind us and turned the lights on He started throwing beer cans out the window. We were in a pickup with a covered cab. I was laying in the back with E and J and to say we were scared wouldn’t begin to express the fear that had washed over us. Somehow He managed to talk his way out of it all. Funny now, maybe not so much that night. I think we learned our lesson with that. Not so much with putting ice in each others beds, toilet papering rooms, putting open condoms on each others doors, stealing clothes from the dryer. (Each others, no one else’s). The list goes on and on. Did you know that you can make mac and cheese in a hot pot? I couldn’t even begin to count how many we ruined with that bright idea!
I would do that part of it all over again in a heartbeat.
I miss them like crazy. CRAZY I tell ya.
Who knows when we will see each other again. Hopefully sooner rather than later, but if not, at least we all know we can pick up right where we left off again.
*(I also had to go to the dentist this morning and we all know they dont give a rats ass about your hair. The dentist did tell me that I am wearing my retainer TOO much. WTF? Who does that? OCD me of course. And just so you know I called my mother as soon as I was done to point out he told me that and that I was sure that my brother couldn’t even remember what color his retainer was, let alone (if he knew where it was) even get into his mouth anymore. Hey, its almost Christmas.. one of us still has to be the good kid).