Over the past 3 years, I have had a LOT of roommates.
17 to be exact.
And though living with each of them has been a wildly different experience,
I have loved every single one of them.
My new roommates are a glorious combination of
spunky, spicy, clean, intelligent, hilarious, beautiful, and real.
I love that we can talk about anything from politics to the temple to boys.
I love that they appreciate my tendency to go to bed early and study compulsively.
But mostly I love that they can just read me
and tell the exact moment when I need a serious break.
and tell the exact moment when I need a serious break.
Take tonight for instance.
An hour of giggles and a quick jaunt to the nearest Cold Stone.
An hour of giggles and a quick jaunt to the nearest Cold Stone.
It's perfectly normal to have ice-cream for dinner, right?
Here's to "No Oven All Lovin'"
Happy February! Oh Happy Life!
I hope I'm included in that roomie count! Love you!
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