i had a great and wonderful and fabulous weekend in tulsa. everything was stress free and relaxing and fun. we hung out, brought mom jan a card and some fruit to send her off to texas, walked around campus, had a three hour lunch at a cute little establishment where board games were available *and you know we played apples to apples for hours*, saw a cute chicky flicky (the waitress: horribly horribly predictable but who knew keri russell was such a great actress? i liked), um... drank some beer, laughed a lot, made a sunday brunch at jennifers, and some other stuff.
i am looking at our funny recreation of college pictures that we took on TU's campus. and i just have to admit that we look, um, grown up. and by grown up i don't mean OLD but i do mean older. i am facing it. we look older. but i don't FEEL like we look older. is this making sense? i don't look at my friends and see an older person where i used to see a little 18 year old. or do i? and for some reason 18 seems really young right now to just ship your kids off to college! HA. i bet mike and linda get a kick out of that line!
thank god people will still card me (ask me for ID) until I'm at least 50. (and i almost typed 30 there and then freaked OUT a bit b/c, well, that is not so far away!)