Friday

I was not looking forward to Friday. I got home late the night before, and the night before that, and knew Friday would be exhausting. There was a dinner I didn't especially want to go to (especially when Sarah called around 4:30 and said that they were breaking out the grill and invited me to join) though I knew it'd be good for me. Work was not terribly exciting. And I had to wake up early on Saturday morning.

But then everything worked out perfectly. We sat outside for an extra long lunch today, the four of us not saying much of anything, just lounging in the sun and sharing the occasional mouse story. In the afternoon, we had an ice cream break for Edith's birthday. Whitecastle was in a great mood- not uncharacteristic, but always a plus. And oh, dinner. Actually, on a scale of yellow to Lincoln, dinner was good, but it was that after dinner moment that I liked the best. It was the fellowship's monthly Welcome Dinner, but afterward, six of us headed over to Nicole's place- a place that's comforting and relaxing by looks alone. Sitting outside in the warm, mosquito-less night, goofing off with my 6 Jesus friends-- dim sum brunch, movie with mother, Indian dinner with Alex, drive with my dad, LOST finale in Dorchester, Animal Collective show, discovering new pho place-- of all those awesome nuggets of this crazy week, the hour at Nicole's backyard was the highlight.