I don't know where I left off nearly a month ago when I last posted a blog, but I have full confidence that Matt kept you up to speed on everything since San Fran. I'm going to put the rest of my memories from the trip in a short-but-sweet list form:
- Aunt Sandy taught Elle & me a new way to shoot tequila- replace the salt & lime with cinnamon & oranges. (Elle & me is the correct grammar in this case. promise).
- Lake Tahoe is gorgeous in person, and even more gorgeous in pictures you find online...
- Having a wonderful family we only know through a friend of a friend of a family member has completely restored my faith in people. You guys were amazing!
- When it comes to camping in Yellowstone in mid-summer, whether you think you can or you can't, you're right. 30 degrees in the middle of August with 2 sleeping bags means Elle & I are sharing one. (Also the correct grammar for this case).
- Sitting in a car drinking tall boy Fosters and a box of wine with only the light from your computer is #1 in the "top romantic events I've ever been a part of"... Elle has officially made it into one of my "top" lists.
-Bull testicles are not half bad. When they're deep fried and you're drunk.
- By the time we hit Denver, Matt was upset that "his spirit hurt" because he couldn't handle the drinking lifestyle anymore. I thought he said his spear hurt. This is why it was funny.
- I have found my counter part. She lives in Minneapolis, is just as outspoken and inappropriate as me, goes by the name of Ashton, and I adore her.
- When drunken college students I don't know are loud in the stands, it's obnoxious. When it's Evan, it's hilarious.
- Our 5-day stop in Chicago sealed my fate. I had a job interview & was offered the job. I'm moving in 3 weeks!
- Our car, including the GPS, my cell phone & Matt's Lebron James folder were searched on the way into Windsor. Due to the currency exchange rate, and my ignorance of the exact math, I paid $24 for an Arby's sandwich & curly fries. I shall never return to Canada.
Now that we're back in the real world I fear I'll barely survive it. I've already had a taste of people declining my going-out invites, and I don't like it. I don't like it one bit.
Maybe I miss having Matt to tell pointless stories to and telling him how awesome he is... for having an awesome friend like me. Maybe. Just don't tell him. We agreed not to make a big thing of our separation.
Thanks to our dedicated readers! You've made us the mini-celebrities we are today & I, for one, couldn't be happier that I don't have to remember to blog anymore. Not that I was very good at keeping you up to date anyway.. Again, that's where Matt is my better half.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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