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It’s been truly great…once I survived Thanksgiving that is. I believe I said approximately 4-5 words all day to the person my mother lives with. It was really all I could muster.

Friday morning it was dog park with My P. Wonderful way to wake up…walking in the fresh air amidst a sea of dogs and my best P.

Friday afternoon it was my friend Mad’s apartment. Chatting about things that I haven’t been able to chat with her about in months (because sometimes I’m awful about keeping in touch).

Last night it was Jill’s apartment with my April. It’s comforting to be around people that knew and loved Jen as much as I did. It heals a little faster that way.

This evening it is dinner at Aimee and T’s. Not that my tiny apartment isn’t cozy to me but sometimes it feels cozier to be in a friend’s home and wonderful company.

I needed this weekend, badly. I have some of the most wonderful friends. Seriously.

Now all I need to do is get through my birthday next weekend. I was chatting with my dad yesterday morning (we were planning next Saturday where he will take me to the shooting range to teach me to shoot!) and at some point I expressed my displeasure at turning 30. He wisely pointed out that 1) he would love to be able to say he was turning 30, 2) some people don’t even make it to 30, 3) my life is good…good friends, good job, family that loves me, going to school, etc. I suppose I should stop whining.