|Natalie, Rachel, Heather, Abby and Jenn|
Like myself, some of us are not from around here.
Kim had just moved from Iowa to take a teaching job. Abby had just been married, graduated college and was beginning a teaching job far away from her Chicago childhood. And I was knee-deep in studying international something-something while also recovering from mononucleosis. Needless to say, my social life needed some help.
For the others, Denver was home.
And to keep things classy and frugal, we hit up Walgreen's for chocolate and crashed in our room, talking until 2:00 a.m.
(The two big questions of the night:
1. If you could do any Olympic sport, what would it be?
2. If you had to have cosmetic surgery, what would you get done?
I chose swimming and a butt reduction, in that order.)
The next morning, we slept in as late as possible while still giving us enough time to eat breakfast at the buffet downstairs. And then we sat, talking and laughing, some of us crying, until they started vacuuming around our table. We decided that this must become an annual tradition: 24 hours of togetherness, without husbands, babies (or nephews) and lots of time to eat, talk and celebrate.
It's the least we can do after investing so much time together!
To read more about this fun weekend, feel free to visit Abby's blog too!