Proud.

So after reading this most recent blog post tonight by my Dr. BFF that I never talk to anymore,

and which she should be reminded of this blog post...

I remembered that her and the little crew that came up to my house while I was in AZ had a little photo op.

And by little I mean.

A little funny.

I love that they drove an hour to come see me.

I love that we ate Blue Belle.

I love that they helped me pack my mom's house.

Especially considering the past.

(Thats what friends do...)

I love that we exchanged Christmas presents on the 23rd day of March.

I love that I am wearing obnoxious tye-dye.

And.

I love that I loved Christin's outfit...

I loved it so much apparently Brad had to tell her when she bought it that he hated it.

Why?

Yes, because he said it looked like something I would buy.

Personally.

I couldn't be more proud of her considering that when I met the girl she still owned her Dr. Martin sandals from high school.

I love that I have such great friends that I could count on no matter what.

And that I can continue to be proud of their ever evolving fashion sense.