I know, I was there.

In 2008 I began to really appreciate the fact that I have friends who actually like seeing me for extended periods of time, literally seven days a week.

I’m talking about the kind of friends who you see so much they can’t tell you anything about their lives because you’re always there when it happens.

Friends who after 12 hours of classes and meetings ask you if you want to go out for dinner.

Friends who after working 9-5:30 Monday through Friday ask you to hang out on Friday night.

What makes it extra-great is when you still want to hang out with them too.  And you say, “I missed you” when you didn’t see them  for more than 24 hours – and you mean it.

It’s the best.  I feel really lucky to have such amazing friends.   Double extra lucky that most of these people are / were co-workers and friends from school who I worked with over the years.

Today was another reiteration of these relationships existing.  They’re great.  You should get at least one.

I hope in my post-college-graduate life I have relationships like these.

“I hate puzzles!”

This week I’ve been helping my good pal Christina move in to her new apartment.  Earlier, I assembled a coffee table, and tonight I assembled a bed frame.  Both from Ikea.

I did this for two reasons:

1. I love Christina.

2. She is easily frustrated by furniture assembly.

My father is also infuriated by furniture assembly.

I understand that it’s tricky sometimes and you have to be very patient with aspects of it -  pieces have to line up perfectly and there’s a whole mess of screws to figure out, but I actually kind of like putting furniture together.  It’s like a puzzle.  But it’s a puzzle you can put your coffee cup on or you can put your new fun mattress on once it’s done.

I’m just wondering now though – am I the strange one for enjoying this, or is it just coincidence that the people I surround myself with loathe putting together furniture?

I also really liked playing with Lego as a kid.  Maybe there’s a tie in with this too.

Picture This

I’m not very good at some things.  Baking, foreign languages, parallel parking (this is embarassing) and so on.

But one thing that I know i’m not good at because I’ve never really tried to learn, is photography.   It’s pretty ridiculous that I know literally nothing about photography, because I’m friends with alot of really great photographers.  Sean, John, Steph, and Andy to name a few of many.

So I guess what I’m saying is, Friends - I would like to be schooled.

Aren’t you cold? 2.0

Click to read Version 1.0

Me: I’m so cold.

Co-worker / Jerk*: That’s what you get for being a woman!  

 I don’t know if it’s because of, or in spite of these charming exchanges – but either way, I really like my job.

(*He’s not really a jerk.  He’s actually very nice and calls me when I’m driving home through tornado-esque weather to make sure I’m ok.)

Squeeze Me Tighter!

 

(Make sure you wish Jenn a happy birthday too.)