So we went home to Monterey this past weekend, we just needed to get out of town. I love Sacramento, but periodically I just need to see the ocean. The weather was pretty dismal so we didn't spend much time at the beach, but being a veteran Central-Coaster, this didn't surprise or bother me very much. It did, however, bother Merrill who loves the beach and was literally trying to jump out the window as we were driving by.
As you can see in the picture above, I am literally dragging her back in by the tail, as I am photographing the debacle. She jumped up to the front and into Josh's lamp and then started trying to hang out the window, which led to her attempting to jump. It was kind of scary, but everyone was laughing so hard we could barely drag her back in.
Anyway, even though it rained a lot, the trip was worth it because we got to spend a lot of time with family and friends, and I finally got to meet my dear friend Sarah's little baby girl, Evelyn Rose!
I was so happy to finally meet this little one. Sarah is one of my best friends and one that I've known longer than almost anybody, since we were eleven, so it was like a disturbance in the universe that I hadn't met Evelyn yet. It was all a matter of bad timing. We came to visit from GA last September, and then she gave birth a few weeks later. We moved back to CA at Christmas, but we were only in her neck of the woods on Christmas Day, and obviously tied up with family. We came down to Monterey one other time to watch the SuperBowl, but she and Ev were up in San Jose that day. See! Such bad timing. This time, however, we made it top priority to see that baby! And it was wonderful. I love her just as much as I knew I would. She's everything a baby girl ought to be, and I feel so connected to her, even though I haven't seen her till now. There's just something about the baby of someone you've known that long. It's special. And it's so nice to have a friend who's already going through the nitty-gritty of childbirth and motherhood, because she can both warn me about pitfalls and calm my fears about, well, everything that has to do with becoming a mom. Seriously, if you don't have a friend who's known you for fifteen years, you oughtta get one, it's a lifesaver.
|The last time I met Ev|
|Us at Sarah's impromptu bachelorette...|
|Us the morning of my wedding...|
|I love this picture because we're all still friends (circa 2002)...|
Old friends are God's gift to our ego. They remember us when we were young and skinny, but they also remember us when we were boy crazy and wore high-water jeans. It's a balancing act, and having a friend like Sarah, who's known me at my best and at my worst, helps me keep it real, for lack of a better phrase. Old friends are the touchstones who bring us back to earth. It's worth the effort to stay in touch, it really is...