Week 25 - Best Friends

Heidi and I were roommates in college.  We bonded over guitars, making chicken stir-fry (every. single. night.) and the occasional laughing contest. Don’t ask! Let’s just say it was loud and our upstairs neighbors, ahem…loved us.  Fifteen years later, we’re both married and living on opposite sides of the country.  She has all girls; I have all boys.  Our lives couldn’t be more different and far apart, but she is still the one I call when I have good news, need advice or need a shoulder to cry on.  She is the one I called recently when I locked myself in my closet for a self-imposed timeout after a trying day with my rambunctious boys. She is smart, kind, loyal and HILARIOUS.  Best friends are hard to find and I feel so blessed that Heidi and I ended up in the same apartment all those years ago!

  
My Dad had 2 great photos this week, so we had to include both.  First up, a father and son.  Best friends out having a good time, as evidenced by the mud splattered all over the Jeep.  I love the red and the symmetry of the open doors.

I’m sure you’re all dying to know…What does the fox say?  Well, if you ask my Dad, I’ll bet he knows.  He has gotten so close to this family of foxes that they've probably told him all their secrets.  He’s like an animal whisperer.