MCHS Class of (Way Long Ago)

Over Christmas, I spent some quality time with my high school friends, Darren and Kris, and my sister, at a bar called Caddie's in Columbus, IN. Caddie's was about one step up from a roadhouse, but they had karaoke and Blue Moon with oranges, two things that are utterly necessary for a successful evening out. Ergo, we Caddied. Here's Kate, taken from Darren's camera phone (she's going to LOVE this when she sees it):

Ergo, we got really lit and made Plans For The Future, which included everyone coming to my house down here in the dirty south and embracing that which is Durham.

This weekend, Darren and two other old buddies came, saw, and conquered. Dean, who disappeared into the Navy shortly after graduation, became Norah's best friend for life, in a move that shocked all of us. Norah does not particularly like it when strangers try to pick her up - she has a "getting to know you" period that must be obeyed. But about five minutes after the guys got here, she sauntered up to Dean with a saucy little grin and started the "Up? Up? Ree book?" song that she knows so well. By the time they left, she was running topless through the house shouting, "DEEEEEEEEEN! DEEEEEEEEN! GOOOOO!" I would think this is weird, except for the fact that it was so damned cute I almost died.

The other guy, Nathan, was homeschooled, so we didn't know him well as kids. However, he was a fun addition - he's a very clever songwriter, and I haven't stopped humming "The Song I Wrote For My Dog (Because Dogs Can't Write Songs)" since they left. And Darren, my best guy friend ever, was himself, as I had hoped. It was a great weekend, one that picked up where we left off ten years ago - but better, because this time I had clear skin, no perm, and a cute husband.

(This is obviously not my cute husband, this is Darren. But I like this picture, so here it is.)

And OH MY GOD am I tired. Must nap before going to photograph an incredibly cute baby. I mean, cute with extra cute sauce and a side of cute to go. Yippee!