To offset the somber tone of the last entry, a couple of happy (albeit poorly taken) pictures of my weekend. I got to see Emily perform at Symphony Hall last night, which was a very big deal. And made me feel like a very big deal. I mean, when's the last time your lab partner in high school anatomy (with whom you co-dissected a cat) performed at Symphony Hall? Last night, that's when.
Today was our 4th annual post-Bo' pre-Thanksgiving gathering. We had it post-Thanksgiving because I may have forgotten about the whole tradition altogether. Then ran into scheduling difficulties. But at least we had a gathering today. The W'ville crew so completely forgot about our high school tradition that we didn't even have Veggie Giving this year. I made the best roast chicken I've ever made (the key is in brining). I'm really enjoying this point in my life when potlucks work because everyone pulls their weight and brings really tasty food. Remember when I had a potluck junior year and Squeaky G brought Tostitos? We're not in W'ville anymore. The picture doesn't do all the deliciousness justice (blame Lisa) but I like the group shot because of how shady Joe looks crouching in the background. It's all very "one of these things is not like the other."
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