Warning - personal post that might make me look less cool… or significantly more cool? It is hard to tell. ;)
One year in college there were 7 of us that rented one large house just outside the edge of campus. I think we can all say that it was a very memorable year and that it sort of solidified our friendships. Each year since we have gotten together for a quick weekend with surprisingly good attendance. It has been 12 years since we moved into that house (wow - I really am getting older). I really think that each year we become more fun… and much, much better looking.
Truthfully - and obviously - we weren’t a vain group. We were more concerned about having fun, being ourselves and being friends. Thankfully, I don’t think any of us turned a sharp corner to vain-hood but we all got a little (ahem - a TON) more attractive. :)
So we usually just sit around, drink coffee, talk about Gilmore Girls and chat about our lives. That’s really the best part. But we usually squeeze in one or two activities. This year we first went to the Public Market in Milwaukee.
It was extraordinarily disappointing. (and cold) It was only disappointing because they made it sound like there were going to be an onslaught of outdoor activities and vendors… but they must have chickened out from the chilly air.
Even though the Public Market itself was disappointing, we always find a way to have a good time. It couldn’t possibly hold us down. :) Next up - Chinese Lights!
That was the “exciting” portion of RMW. Ha! I’d say the best part is just spending time relaxing with the people who know a different, older version of me than my Chicago friends. There is something relaxing when you don’t have to explain yourself or worry about catching up on all the things (and between 7 women who are leading drastically different lives there could be a zillion things) and you can just enjoy your time together.
Holly’s husband picked us up a local homemade cake. It was delicious. Then Holly told us that it is sold in a local gas station and we all about lost it laughing. Of course, the delicious homemade cake was sold in the gas station - ha!
Without going into essay or providing video evidence, there really isn’t a good way to describe just how different we are and always have been from each other. You’ll just have to believe me. :)
Ladies, I love you all and I’m so thankful that we decided to share a 6 bed/1 bath house over a decade ago. Proud to be called your friend, and hope to do so for the next 70 years! (Yes, we are all living to be over 100 - not just Cas!)
Until Next Time,