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Happy Memorial Day!

I have enjoyed this long holiday weekend so much! It has been so nice to have that extra day to feel relaxed and do things on my own time. The bummer part was that today I was all pumped to go to a park that has some paved biking trails and get some use out of my newly refurbished bike. So I struggle to get the bike out of the basement and to the car, where I continue the struggle trying to get the bike in my car! I have done it before, I know it will fit in the back seat, but I just couldn't remember how. It was so frustrating. So I went and bought a bike rack. :) I did that after I went to the park anyway and did some hiking, but it still was a bit of a let down.
So that was the excitement of the day. How was yours?

Abby

Abby is a friend I met through a friend when I moved to Bloomington Indiana. The first time I met her, she had made a pizza that was too big and needed someone to help eat it. Well, not being one to turn down food (ever!), I happily tagged along and have been reveling in her food creations ever since (see below). Abby is one of my biggest food inspiration people. She is always trying new things and is a superb chef. (Plus she has really neato ice cream sundae glasses.) She is the foodie I aspire to be. :)

In recent months, it appears that Abby and I have gone through pretty similar transitions in our lives. We've both moved to new places for new adventures. This is not an easy thing to do, especially when things don't necessarily work out the way we think they should or are going to. We go through crap. We will inevitably go through more crap in the future. But if anyone can tackle it with enthusiasm and verve, it is my dear Abby.

I miss not living in the same place as Abby. It seemed like there was always a party wherever she went; a party with Upland, fun dips, Indian food, and karaoke. We need more of Abby in Minnesota. Lucky other state.

Anniversary

Yesterday marked 6 months that I have been employed as a real live working stiff. Amazing!

Vicki

Vicki is a friend from high school, whom I have barely seen since we graduated...in 1998!! (There was one evening when I got back from Botswana in 2000, but that was ever so brief because I got kicked out of the bar for not being 21...I know...there's more of a story, but I won't get into that here. :) But recently we have come back in touch with each other and, although we are in very different life stages and parts of the country, it is so nice to reconnect with people.
One of the things I am most grateful for in reconnecting with Vicki is for her wisdom and caring. I've been struggling a bit lately with the fact that all my friends (well most of them) are getting married, or are in relationships headed for marriage and I am still trying to get a guy to give me a second glance. Vicki said something wonderfully reassuring that I definintely don't remember enough: that guy is out there, he is just still being prepared for me, as I am for him. It will happen in good time and there is no need (or use) in stressing about it now.
I don't have a picture for this post, because all of the ones I have are at least 9 years old and at my parents house, but still, Vicki, you're the best!