friendship, blogger meetups, and more pies

There are some friends that don't notice the passage of time. You get off of the plane, take a taxi to their house, and settle in on their couch as if it was yesterday that you were cackling over the latest bit of law school gossip or groaning with the latest legal research assignment. At one point I wondered aloud how it could be that even though months pass between seeing each other, we are right back to where we were. My friend said perhaps when some of us have children, then and only then will we see our relationships as different.

It was a lovely weekend, filled with laughter and good food and tinged with the sadness and inevitability of change- some good, some terribly sad, some exciting and new. We should all regularly schedule girls' weekends, they are good for the soul.

In a brief sojourn from shopping, chatting and eating, I met up with Angry Pregnant Lawyer, Mystery Mommy, and their two adorable sons. I usually have moments of nervousness as I ready myself to meet another blogger, but with APL and MM, I felt as if I was meeting old friends. The nerves were pleasantly absent, and although our conversation was punctuated with laughs from funny things Angry Boy (who isn't angry at all, but sweet and scrumptious) and Muffin Man (who is tall and thin, witty and precocious) said, we talked about jobs and kids and school and anything that came to mind. The time went by far too quickly, and now I wish that Boston was closer to Washington DC so that we could get together more often! I'm so grateful for the opportunity to meet such lovely, funny and intelligent friends!

Now I'm back in frigid, frozen Boston and after listening to Josh's descriptions of Texas weather, I'm starting to wonder why I insist on living in the New England. I love the fall and all, but my fingers may have lost feeling for perpetuity.

About the soccer tournamen- I haven't been able to get a picture of Josh in his "inappropriate shorts," but I did manage to smuggle some pictures of Josh getting hit with pies by his classmates. Enjoy!






I couldn't be prouder.


















He's mine, ladies, all mine.