
I'm too lazy and uninspired to write a proper blog entry, so I'll resort to finding comics that translate my life.
This one cracks me up because just yesterday Mike asked me what I did this weekend.
"If you read my Tweets you'd already know."

I love how Facebook has been bringing people together. Saturday, all because of our reconnections on Facebook, many of my classmates from high school got together to meet up. Many after 18 years.
The best part was the ease in which we all talked with each other. None of the 'clique-y' barriers that existed in school were there anymore. Everyone was amazing, everyone was beautiful, everyone had their own story to tell. There were some moments of 'remember when' but mostly we talked about our new lives, our successes, and (in some cases) children.
It wasn't until that reunion that I fully realized the wealth I had growing up with these people. We all 'stayed real' and didn't put on any illusions of grandeur. We had the support in our lives to achieve whatever we wanted to, but were also kept grounded by our roots -- and from what I saw, no one seemed to loose sight of where we came from.
The east coast got hit with a snowstorm overnight. Even before I was heading to bed, I saw all the Facebook posts that school was already cancelled and everyone was excited for a snow day. Especially the teachers.