One good thing about all this: now I can blog clandestinely at work! But, my boss is back today after being gone for awhile. So it's probably going to be a rough day.

This weekend I visited my alma mater for the second time this year. It was excellent and amazing. Last time boyfriend and I went back we spent time with our younger friends, but this past weekend we were able to really talk to people we graduated with. After a day of community service on Saturday that included extending a pig shed, laying rail ties, and putting up wire fencing to keep coyotes from eating some horses, all the while nestled in the lovely Blue Ridge mountains, the alumni had dinner at a Mexican restaurant. There were seven of us at dinner, which is a great size to still be able to talk to everyone. I felt bad for any tables around us, though.. our conversation probably wasn't that appetizing. Two out of the seven of us are in medical school, and they just loved talking about their cadavers.

I talk to people from work, I meet people from other people's work, but nothing compares to the people I met in that service fraternity. Maybe it's because I could say something really stupid and be pretty weird and they would still love me. We'd still be bonded together through this organization. We're brothers, we're family. There's nothing better than having that support and some excellent,
relaxed conversation.