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Oh man, maybe the writing down memories thing wasn't the greatest of ideas because now I miss my girlfriends like CRAZY!! I want to just go hang out with my old college roommates. The girls who I was hormonal with, boy-crazy with, nuts with. Who knew exactly who I was and liked me anyway. I miss connecting with so many beautiful women in such a profound way that words don't even have to be spoken to understand each other. Aimee, Red, Kristin, and all the other wonderful girls at BYU. You were my best friends. You made my college experience the best time ever, and to think I almost didn't go to BYU just cuz of all the crazy mormons there? What I would have missed out on! Red's tomato sandwich and rice diet, Aimee's bajillion boyfriends, Red's toothpaste dots and modeling in front of the hallway mirror for the next day's outfit. Having Kristin peel the skin off of my sunburn and letting her cook for me and letting me hang out with her husband who introduced me to my one semester of Capoeira. Slumber parties in our room, hammering up Christmas lights until 3am...and I'm homesick, er, friend sick? You get the picture.

Hannah's cute signs hung on my door, and the birth of my nickname, Lemonhead. ( I still have that pic, btw) Laughing at Hannah's practical jokes of faking the guys out with fake blood from her theatre makeup class. Trying to keep all of Hannah's boytoys, straightened out. Trying to like Sheila's main boy toy but not succeeding very much. Wishing I had Sheila's gorgeous hair, and waist. And most of all tlalking in thle flamous L llangulage. ah, good times.

And then there are my girls from SF. We raised our kids together, had many a girl's night talking about life, sex, movies, kids, mommyhood, discipline, school, breast implants...it takes a close knit group of women to well...nevermind. I miss SF. I miss taking walks with Ginger up Mt. Sutro, visiting with Kim until midnight on the walkway. I miss just hanging out at Em's house and begging her to make me crepes. I miss the talking and laughing with Lanie and Marissa in the courtyard. Those four years were such a bonding time for me because these marvelous women helped me to raise my two boys and understand how to be a better mother through their examples.

Thank you to everyone who commented. And feel free to keep commenting, never mind my tears. I just wish I had an endless supply of money where I could fly all of my girls and me to Hawaii for one whole week of food, pedicures, and fun. In my dreams, right?

Miss everyone!