More Visitors

I have to say that when I lived in Utah NO ONE came to visit me except my wonderful and loyal friend and "sister" Christine. Love you Christine. Now that I live in NY - everyone wants to come visit. Ok ok, I'm not complaining. I like to have visitors come to NY. I know that no one else gets to see these people because they all live in not as fun places as New York and I am very thankful that I get to catch up with my peeps.

This time, my old roommate from many moons ago (Dave) came to visit with his wife Julie.

One of my favorite things about chillin with old friends is reliving the "glory days". You know the song...Cue Springstein, "Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of, well time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring stories of glory days". Dave and I know each other from back in the Trucking Days. Dave was an Owner Operator at the company I worked for, and I worked in the office. Those weren't the glory days though. The most memorable event from our roomie times was our trip to the Rosebowl. Two of my roomies were heading to LA to see the Washington Huskies play in the Rosebowl. Not sure how I was able to swing it, but somehow this group of guys invited me, the token girl, to come along. I was flattered that they would actually invite me to go, and excited. I had never been to a bowl game - and never been to Cali.

I was recently single at the time, so all the better to take my mind off all that crap by going on vacation for New Years. We had a great time at the game. We painted logos on ourselves and yelled for their team. I was ambivalent to who won, and just happy to be there. The five of us were not rich and we all stayed in one hotel room to save money. Pretty funny when I look back on it.

Most memorable event of that weekend: the boys wanted to go to Hooters for dinner. Go figure. While there, they decided to lie to the waitress and tell her it was my birthday. I remember having to stand on top of the table while everyone sang to me. I got a shirt and hat out of it- and free dessert. Triple whammy. Can't beat that.

So, I digress (like I NORMALLY DO). Dave and Julie arrived on Wednesday. We caught up and reminisced about the Glory Days. I showed Julie the funniest picture I have of Dave (in a purple dress) - hey, that's what those kind of pictures are for. To show to significant others. I would post that pic, but I think Dave would probably be slightly unhappy with me.

So, we hung out... they met Fernando. I think they approved. And that was it. I left them to fend for themselves in my apartment because I was also going on a little vacation: To DC. Next post!