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friends. . .

Lately I feel like so many good things are happening for my friends. . . buying new homes (or cottages!), going on dream vacations (hello Italy, hello Germany!, hello Maui!), quitting their jobs to pursue what they love, getting married, getting engaged, having babies, getting promoted at work and moving to the south bay (omg, which i cant WAIT for. . . hello pilates buddy!), running a marathon (a freaking MARATHON). And you know what–i couldn’t be happier for them! So many things are clicking and happening, and they couldn’t be happening to better people (i happen to think i have amazing friends. .  .although I’m perhaps a bit biased).  I feel like sometimes jealousy can take over with some people, and I’ve seen it ruin some relationships. And that sucks! I love being happy for everyone in my life. . . I feel like its taken me a long time to learn that lesson, but at the end of the day-I love it when the people I love are happy! So get on with your bad selves and keeping making things happen so I can continue being happy for you.

Also. . . someone be a good friend and take me to see Eclipse. WHY HAVEN’T I SEEN IT YET?!

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  • July 7, 2010 - 6:42 am

    Julie - Awww! You KNOW I would take you to Elipse if I were there!Mike might have to step up….

  • July 7, 2010 - 8:47 am

    Sara - I LOVE this post.

    Every last word of it. 🙂

    Hello Italy!
    Hello You’re Getting MARRIED!!!!!!

  • July 7, 2010 - 10:04 am

    Jenny - I would totally go with you to see Eclipse.

    And I often find myself jealous of people- mostly people who are settled into their life and can afford to go on nice vacations. Those are things I want so bad….maybe in a few years 🙂

  • July 7, 2010 - 4:55 pm

    awesome - cute boat shoes…. -A

  • July 7, 2010 - 8:11 pm

    Heather - Saw it last night. You should have gone with Adam and I. We need to hangout before I move. Yeah for great friends and everything good happening in their lifes.

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