Friday, March 11, 2011

I guess I'm not the only one.

I really wish there were words for me to communicate the magnitude of sheer, unbridled, excited anticipation inside of me whenever I think about going back to Florida.  It's almost only a month away and for the first time in almost two years I'm going home.  Back to somewhere familiar, back to places I love, and faces that love me.  I literally cannot wait, and I almost spontaneously combust when I think of all the fun and joy that will be mine for one whole glorious week.

Turns out Florida is excited for me to come too.  This morning while I was wasting time on Facebook, my dear friend Trey messaged me to find out the exact days I was going to be there (he was worried there might be some conflict with his brother's wedding, but thank goodness there isn't).  Then we talked about all the fun we'll have in one of our favorite places to wreak havoc in high school: St. Augustine.  Trey was one of my closest friends my senior year of high school, and we had some good (albeit crazy) times.  I can't wait to relive our youth with our fellow-ankle clubbers.  (Maybe someday I'll explain the Ankle Club, but I don't know that I could if I tried.)  Trey is a laugh-a-minute, and I just love him to death.
Neither of us look like this anymore.  Which is probs a good thing.


Then, not ten minutes after I finished that conversation, my phone started ringing.  And who should it be, but my buddy Anderson Schreiber!  I seriously haven't spoken to Anderson in...I really don't know how long, suffice to say that it has been a long, long time.  He wanted to know when I was coming and make sure that we would get to see each other.  I'm excited to hang out with him and his wife!  Plus, I think he and Dan will get along really well.  (They've met before but it was a long time ago when Dan and I were just dating.)  Those of you who knew me when I was fifteen are probably laughing at the thought of Anderson and I hanging out with our respective spouses.  Let's just say that (un)surprisingly, life doesn't always turn out the way you think it will when you're fifteen.  But that's ok, I think it worked out even better.
{I don't have any pictures on my computer of Anderson and me, but we really did spend a lot of time together before he left for BYU/mission.}

I really, really can't wait!

2 comments:

7carrs said...

me too! me too! me too! seriously miss Florida and the home it is to me . . . woulda coulda shoulda- stayed there!

Lisa said...

Oh Sharon! I was just thinking about the Ankle Club yesterday for some reason. Even though I was never a part of it, I love it so much, you guys are so funny haha.