We'll be young forever.

I'm totes an hour and five minutes late.  Sorry guys.  April fools?

So I think it's no secret that my old high school beau (teehee) and I are good friends.  Today I went to his parents' house after work for a little crawfish boil.  His dad generally has one every year.  The last time I attended one was six years ago.  Yes, I was out of high school.  We were going through a brief reunion at the time.  That probably wasn't the last time I had been to his parents' house, but it wasn't long after that.  Today it felt so strange.  No a bad strange, but it just felt entirely different.  That may have been because his mom has redone a lot of the house since he and his sister no longer live there.  The entryway was still the same, and it had all the same feeling along with it.  But with everything else that had changed, it was as if it were a different place.  I think the main reason was because he doesn't live there anymore.  And he's not the same guy he was back then.  But to be honest, I haven't seen him the way I did back then since we've been friends again.  (Did any of that make sense?  It's kind of late.)

On another note:  Do you know what I love?  I love cleaning my whole house and bathing both of my dogs only for the VERY NEXT DAY to have them both get into mud.  I really love that.

Do you know what I really non-sarcastically love?  New York City.  My mom and I found an apartment to stay in today for our annual trip.  I'm so stoked!