All My Life.........

I'm not going to finish that song, because, well....it's goofy. There are a couple of you out there that could sing the next line. And let me tell you, I had the best time hanging with you this weekend.

So a bunch of my sorority (yes, that is what I had said) friends came from near and far to hang out and catch up for a night. There's nothing like old friends right? Is it just me or when you are with old friends do you go right back to how you were with them when you were with them all the time? It doesn't really matter how much time has passed, how many miles they live away, little kids, crazy lives, the good, the bad, the ugly. I feel like I could walk into a room with these girls and declare my new career as a serial killer and they would find a way to make it positive. They would hold my hand and rub my back and tell me everything was going to be okay. And I would believe them. Cause I always do. Then we would turn on the tunes, crack open some wine and laugh about that party at Delta Pi twenty years ago when we danced on the bar and couldn't remember how we got home.
The thing is too, and I'm sure everyone feels this way about their friends, but honestly, I love to say this, it's one of my favorite Lisa lines, but, "You're so pretty." All of you. Seriously. It's crazy. Remember those days of big (Huge, I mean Huge) hair? And yellow pantsuits (yikes-Denise!), and crazy flowered jeans that get passed around, lot's of hairspray and to much party? It was fun. One of my very bestest friends (not from college, although her husband was a Phi Sig brother) likes to tell this story about when her three children were very little. She calls it the time of "walkin' and whining." And it was hard. So so hard. Her mother in law said, "Appreciate these days, they are the best of your life!" Christina (in an incredulous moment of disbelief) said, "These are the best days? I'm sorry, did you ever go to college? Those were the best days!." We all love our kids. They are awesome, but those college days were some serious fun too. I feel so lucky to have had them and to still have my friends. All of you.

I gonna miss you the most scarecrow(s). You too Jen, you just weren't there for the Pix (get it?) That's a clue to the title. :)