Stickshifts and Safety Belts Bucket Seats Have All Got to Go

It’s a good night for blogging, don’t ya think? This past weekend I escaped the valley and headed to the mountains with my good friend Beth.  We won’t mention how long it has been since we had our first meeting.  Our friendship is one that just happened, we were at the right place at the right time and we just clicked.  I remember our first meeting, which is surprising since over the course of our weekend together I found to be the one with the really poor memory.  We met in college, me 2 ½ hours from home and she 3 ½ hours from home.  She was a few doors down the hall, her roommate was never there and I think the day we met she was rearranging her room.  I stopped by and helped to put the bed together. The rest…is history.



around 2001?







2011

We packed our bags and set our sights on reliving our college days for a 24 hour period. Cramming in 4 ½ years into 24 hours.

We listened to all of our music from our years living together.  Who knew I was the dj in the bunch?  Many cd’s were made by JBU recordings.  And who would have known we were so BAD. I mean these songs are embarrassing. I don’t think I can even mention them on the interweb.  One I can mention was a 2^nd front (our hallway name in the dorm) favorite, CAKE- Stickshifts and Safety Belts.  We have a dance, which we did atleast twice in the car.  And now the song is in my head.

When we got into good ole’ Lock Haven we took a tour of the new Alumni Building, which I have proudly donated about $20 towards.  We gave many fake speeches while we were there. 

We snuck into our dorm and got our picture taken in the infamous hallway where we spent so many days/nights our college years doing anything from Swiffer hockey to long talks about absolutely nothing.

Somethings had changed, some had not.  One thing is for sure, we know how to have a good time. 
After our long day of sight seeing and reminiscing we brought a bottle of wine back to the room and watched tv.  When the lights turned out we talked for another 2 hours. Boy did I need that, good old fashion girl talk.

Early to rise the next morning to get to the alumni building to cash in on our alumni book ends.  Which turns out we got a whole bag of alumni bling.  And I’m sure the people watching us take pictures of all our bling were equally excited. 

The final stop on our lock haven tour was the trip to Hyner look out.  On our way up the steep mountain we came across a friend.  Well I thought it was a friend, Beth on the other hand was ready to turn around. 

A baby bear, how cute!  We were safe in Beth’s big SUV and a decent distance away.  AS I got a picture I talked Beth down from the ledge of turning around.  We continued up the mountain and got some great pics from the top. 

On our way down we saw our friend again, up in a tree. Silly bear bear J

This by far was one of my favorite weekends.  We have vowed to do it every year.  It’s just so good to get away, you know?

It’s funny how so many friends come and go but the ones who stay for the long haul are what make your life complete.  They bring out the best, the silly, the serious, the mischevious in us.  I have quite a few gems in my life and I feel so blessed when I get to spend time with them.