No Surf for me
Alright, I admit it. I wimped out. I was soooo tired last night that I didn’t go back to Surf. Just the thought of that hot sweaty crowded really loud little room made me cringe a bit. Wednesday night is great because you have a whole week to work up to going again! So, Lee and I went to a movie instead. The new Batman one. It was good. After the movie, we drove down to Ft. Lauderdale beach. Funny that she has been here for 2 weeks and this was the first time we went to the beach! Then we came home and baked store bought oatmeal cookies (Ahhh!! Store bought!!!!) and spend the rest of the night gossiping while she packed. Anyone who knows me knows that I make everything from scratch from my teriyaki sauce to my cream puffs, so you know how hard the store bought thing was and you know who bought them!! Not me! Anyway, it was nice. Apparently Lee had, just like me, recently been to her parents’ house cleaning out her old room. Well, she had found all of these old letters I had written her from 92 till a few years back. Yes, I still write actual letters on actual stationary, but it’s easier to email her since I don’t know what city/state/country she’ll be in at any given moment. So, we sat there reading through all the letters and reminiscing. I pulled out my old high school yearbook to show her all of the people I talked about in my letters and she told me all the details of the people she had mentioned in her letters. (No, I didn’t have her letters, but I referred to her letters when I wrote mine. I actually do have her letters, but they are sitting in a box in my parents’ house.) That really was the best way to spend her last night in town. So this morning, on my way into work, I dropped Lee off at the airport. She is heading up to DC for the weekend, then back to Callie. I am really going to miss having her around. I’ll just have to plan a trip to San Fran sometime soon!
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that made remember - i have letters from shel, from when she first moved to florida. no clue where there are now, though. stored somewhere.
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