Venita and I were sorority sisters, roommates in college, and also roommates after college. We even got jobs at the same place right after college. We also were dating two guys, who were also roommates. Venita and I shared a lot of the same interests: getting up early to roller blade along the boardwalk along the beaches, eating raw chocolate chip cookie dough, eating desserts, going out to parties, shopping, walking, eating raw chocolate chip cookie dough, watching good movies and bad movies, and did I mention that we both enjoyed eating raw chocolate chip cookie dough?On my ride up to her house, I called Venita from the road, she said, "Do you hear this?" It was the sweet sound of the hand mixer, mixing what I could only believe was chocolate chip cookie dough.
I spent Sunday night at Venita's house. I slept in a comfy bed, was able to use a real toilet (not just a port-a-potty), washed my hands with real running water and soap (not Purell), and got to play with her two adorable little kids. And of course, I got to eat cookie dough, cookies, other assorted desserts, and spend time with one of my best friends. It was a great way to end my trip.
Lucas and Kevin had a great time when I was gone. I came back to a lot of artwork inspired by, well, me. Here is one of me as a vampire with a spiral of "I love mom" and "I love dad". (Not sure how a child psychologist would interpret that one.)
I guess that's how he worked out some of his angst for me being gone for so long.
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