Visit

**photo from a very cool house

did i tell you? we just got back from california. or as adam calls it- the people's republic of california. he swears he will never move there unless he can be a bona fide american citizen. translation= he gets all the liberties of the constitution.. namely the "most important of all the amendments, the 2nd amendment". you know he's a gun nut, right? i was only half listening when he was explaining, but it had something to do with limitations on the kinds of guns you can own... whatever.

** she is going to be mad that I posted this one and only photo taken during the weekend.

but.. before we went to california my bestest friend came for a visit. we met on the first day of 7th grade. been friends ever since. there is nothing like a visit from a friend that knows all your stories. even your embarrassing ones.. like the time we laughed so hard outside of the AP history class during lunch time that once the bell rang the door opened and everyone gawked at the "ridiculously loud girls outside the door" or ate the same lunch with you every single day.. turkey sandwich with a diet and cookie. (how did we stay thin?) it was so comfortable. we shopped, ate, watched movies, and took adam along for a valentine's day dinner (he was a trooper).

i realized three things on this trip. 1. i am a terrible tour guide. must make better plans next time. 2. i'm scheduling a visit with a nutritionist 3. man i miss this girl...even though she thinks her grandmother was alive during the civil war.