Lizzard Loves when her 2 best friends (one who lives 12 miles away, the other 1423 miles away) both come over for a Monday night slumber party.
I love that we ate a rainbow sprinkle studded rice krispy treat with our cheese plate.
I love that the laughter was almost continuous.
I love that we are grown up enough to seriously discuss the hard stuff too.
I love that no matter how much distance is between us, we will remain close.
I love that we had a summery meal with the best corn & tomatoes around.
I love that Chris is happy to have dinner with 3 ladies.
I love that we are all old and wanted to go to bed even before we did.
I love that we (because why would we talk about it) had 3 different kinds of dessert on a Monday night, not including the aforementioned rice krispy treat.
I love that in an ever changing world, it feels like some things never change.
I love that I got to share Tuesday morning coffee with my best friend who didn't need to get on a 6:45am flight back home. So rare is it to share your weekday routines with anyone other than your spouse. It felt like college, in a good way.
Bottom line: I love my best friends & am lucky to have them.