This past weekend, I went to Indianapolis for the first time. The occasion? An old friend’s wedding. Like a friend from elementary school. We hadn’t talked in a while, I had yet to meet his new bride and a lot of Oakville people weren’t on the wedding roster, so I was a bit nervous. Also important to note, Kelly and I stayed with an old girlfriend who I hadn’t talked to in a while outside of the girls gathering events we always hold when back in STL.
Aside from being blown away by the city itself (I mean, not what I anticipated at all), I was utterly blown away by the fact you get a group of people who knew you when you were 10 and it’s like nothing changed, at all. It’s so amazing that you can go years without seeing someone or talking to them and you’re right back to where you started.
And then you have people in your life you see everyday, yet struggle to make conversation with.
For this, I’m so fortunate. I’ve got friends all over the country, who I rarely talk with or see, and yet, it’s like we haven’t missed a beat. Granted, we might not know all of each other’s latest gossip or online dating endeavors, but it’s like we’re still 16 and living in our parents’ houses.
My favorite moment: When Kelly woke up on Saturday morning and turned to Aubrey and goes “Thanks for not pulling a steamroller this morning.” And Aubrey retorts with: “I thought about it, but didn’t know if you would still get it.”
We all still get it, and we all clearly want to resurrect Lardo Fardo’s Steam Roller moves.