Friday, March 12, 2010

Weekend with my favorite friend

This weekend we're driving to Hutchinson, Kansas.

Though Hutch does have the Cosomosphere, an underground salt mine museum and an exotic animal farm, the main attraction for us are our friends Edie and Seth.

Edie is my most favorite friend. In many ways, she knows me better than anyone in the world.

She helped me pick out my first apartment in Minneapolis. She and I traveled to her brother's high-rise apartment in Chicago on more than one occasion. We traveled to New York together - a city she desperately hated, though pretended for me. However, I do recall a very relieved face when I suggested grilled cheese and fries at the diner across the street from our Times Square hotel locale.

But more than our travels, Edie has been there for the highest and lowest moments in my last decade. She was there when 250 people on campus screamed at us with anger.

We haven't lived in the same city for most of our friendship. Yet, she has managed to be there through relocations, good jobs and bad ones, arguments, celebrations, and oh the ridiculous boy stories, which eventually led to an excel spreadsheet reference tool.

I was there for her wedding:

And then, she was there for mine:

I am looking forward to a much-needed weekend of meeting Oscar the dog, hearing about an amazing trip to Russia, spending girl time where something tasty is drunk and some of my nails get painted, watching K-State win the Big 12 Championship and mostly, just time together as friends who now have husbands and jobs where the conversations are about marriage, houses and babies.


  1. I love this post! Thank you for coming down! I miss you already.
    Thank you also for being a "favorite friend" for me, too. And for listening to my sad, funny, ridiculous and amazing stories. I thank God for you and I thank God for instant messaging! :)
    I love you dear heart. :) See you soon.

  2. P.S. Seriously? Was that the ONLY photo you had of me from your wedding. How embarrassing! :)

  3. Well...I had a more embarassing one actually. So consider yourself lucky.