Vacation Day Eight & Nine: A day with friends and heading back to the desert.

July 20, 2011

On Saturday morning, we woke up in my parents' house to the sound of dog paws on the hardwood and the smell of coffee brewing. We spent our morning stopping in for a quick jolt of Starbucks, roaming around Target for a wedding gift and bring Shipley's donuts home for the family. If you have never had Shipley's, you must go to Texas and get them. They will change your life.

Side note trivia: If you watch the movie Apollo 13, you will see a box of Shipley's donuts in the mission control room. Though this movie was filmed in a studio in California, they flew that box of donuts in all the way from Texas. You're welcome for that information.

Once we found the gift, we went back to my parents' house, indulged ourselves with donuts, showered, cleaned up nicely and made the beautiful, green drive to College Station. We were heading to the wedding of my sweet friend Stephanie, my roommate the last two years of college. The memories of those years flooded my mind as I drove in on Texas Avenue.

Before we went to the wedding, we spent an hour with Brittany and Jon. Brittany is my best friend and roommate from college years who now has to go and live all the way in Boston with her husband, Jon, who I met in a public relations class, invited him over for a movie night with the rest our public speaking group, innocently introduced him to my roommate at the time, and well, there you go. By the end of the day, all three of us roommates would be hitched. Brittany, Jon, Chris and I sipped coffee, had a wonderful conversation and just plain enjoyed one another's company. It was so good just to be in the same room with them again.

Once our coffee date had come to a close, we all headed to the ceremony and reception (but not before Chris and I changed clothes in the Chick-fil-a bathrooms and then ordered a couple of kid meals to make up for the use of their facilities). The ceremony was sweet and the reception was full of familiar faces from college days. I was happy to introduce Chris and excited to spark up conversations with old friends, some who I hadn't seen since I graduated and moved to Arizona four years ago.

And the best part of the night with these friends was none other than the photo booth and the photographer who yelled out emotions. I believe these speak for themselves.

I was happy to have this one by my side on this day and the previous seven.

I was happy to see this one that day and just share the same space, get each other's looks and jokes and be back on the same wavelength (which we are very good at).

And we were both happy to celebrate the wedding as roommates and reflect on how far each of us has come.

We had to cut out a bit early to make the drive home before it got too late. The rest of the evening was spent watching Hoarders with my parents and then upstairs where I finished The Paris Wife (highly recommended) and Chris revisited his addiction to my brother's Xbox.

The next morning, we woke up at 2:30 a.m. Phoenix time, drove an hour to the airport, waited an hour for out flight, made the four-flight home, and by the time we got back to the desert to claim our baggage, it was 9:30 a.m. Phoenix time and we had already been awake for seven hours.

Naps ensued. Laziness dominated the day. Laundry and unpacking was put on hold. And we were refreshed, replenished and in pure bliss from a wonderful week of vacation.

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