"Holy sweet nibblits, good job!"

I'm so thankful for another day of Spring Break in Indy- late-sleeping, tv-watching, frozen pizza-eating, blog-writing, letter-returning, and couch-sitting. Strange additions included changing my oil and having a fashion show with Sar when we packed for our trips (her to Newbergh and me to NYC).

All that my Indy Spring Break was missing was a dinner with all the camp girls. So a few texts later we found everyone that could make it at McAllister's.

Unofficial meeting of the FBC. 

Emily Chase is demonstrating her Rebecca Black app- buttons that play different parts of the song "Friday" that can all be pushed simultaneously. Emily told us about how she warms up her feet in the sink every morning and how she sat on her stairs for 45 minutes the other day without her phone or anything. Just sat there. When she got her cartilage pierced she yelled, "My name is Emily Chase. My name is Emily Chase. My name is Emily Chase," over and over again because that's just what she does.

Everyone told stories about their Spring Breaks- Niki visited Georgetown Cupcakes, Emily rode a zipline in the Dominican Republic, Avery attempted windsurfing, Molls and Carly went to Siesta Key.

After rain the past few days I decided that taking some pictures outside was necessary. Everyone loves a good jumping picture...

and a candid...

and a smiling...

Since it was Spring Break it just seemed like the proper thing to do was to go get some frozen yogurt at Huddles. I'm sitting at the table with Molls and Niki when I recognize the girls who walks in. "Oh my gosh, I know that girl! I was friends with her when I was a camper," I told them. Not sure if she would remember me I yelled her name. Katie turned around and recognized me right away, "Oh my gosh! Hi!"

We talked for a minute before she got her yogurt and then she came right back to sit with us.

When Arielle and I were little we would sign up for clinics every week and play with all the real campers all day long. Every week we would befriend a few of the people in our clinics. Katie was one of those kids. We think we were in country line dancing together. I remember hanging out during trading post time--Katie and her friend Tessa running around telling "your momma" jokes to all the counselors and Arielle and I thinking they were hilarious.

That was 10 years ago. Now she's 20 and a student at Anderson and IUPUI (and she saw me on campus last week but didn't know if I'd remember her).

Tonight we laughed like a day hadn't passed.

We told her that I take a lot of pictures because of Overlap and that she would get used to it. She thought it was strange that I just kept taking pictures of her. It's normal. We played the "Oh do you know...? Do you remember when we...?" game and she told us insider Huddles information since she works there.

Molls attacked me when Mags called. Hm... nice Molls.

Molls and I traveled over to Target where we ran into Katie AGAIN and then all walked around together like we had planned it. I love that you can just tell some people are meant to be you friends whether you're 14 or 24 years old.