here comes your man

That was so sweet - I'm all teary eyed and stuff. It's so comfortable and nice to be with friends who understand where you are coming from.

I was on vacation with a friend/coworker this week and she commented that all her friends leave each other when a dude comes around (her included) and that's just the way it is. I said that my friends from back home were different. Maybe it's the places we hung out (in cool bars, not dance clubs), but they had to pass "the friend test." And if the dude didn't get along with all of us, then forget em. She looked at me like I was odd.

Moral of the story: It will be nice to be home for Christmas.

PS: I think you would have liked the Brazilian boy I met this week. He would have passed the friend test and he doesn't like to dance:)!!!

Float On

Ok - I just have to finally put this Blog down - it's kind of been in my head for awhile - composing itself.

This is a letter to my Schmoopie - and if you're not her - you can stop reading. :)

Melanie -

You probably don't have this issue - but sometimes - I'm in my car - and Float On comes on - or anything by The Pixies. And it all comes back to me - like you're in the car. It's 30 below zero. It's 10pm - we're heading out SOMEWHERE. We're jammin - obnoxiously so. We're jumping snowbanks to get into cars, the bar, your little apartment. What a great winter - and how awesome that I haven't lost it from my mind. I can still "BE" there - whenever I hear one of our songs. How weird it is that I can't come pick you up - that we can't track snow throughout your apartment - that we won't be getting up at 10am to go get coffee from your "Saturday Guy." It won't be tomorrow that I'm rummaging through your closet trying to find SOMETHING to wear - waking up at 6am to Luna knocking sh*t over to wake us up - or watching BRAVO while knitting and eating greasy TAKE OUT.

I miss you. I think of you at LEAST once every day. And sometimes I get more than a moment to sit and think of you - and remember the great winter we had - and am thankful that we became friends - and that we still are friends.

Love you.

Carrie