many drinks, many laughs, many memories.

j said that about our happy hour that lasted into the evening with our fave professor Tuesday, and i couldn't have said it better.

below: twinkie, our prof, J {incredible writer of Life}, & me

confession: i couldn't eat enough of that salty popcorn!

oh and get a load of the shots in J's hand.

it was a happy hour indeed!

some truths discussed that night:

*he dropped me to a B in Intro to Mass Communications my freshman year, because i skipped too many times. {yes, he was one of those} i couldn't help it, it was a tues/thurs class that happened to fall during lunch...

*twinkie's crush on him. lol

*how it was discussed amongst students and professors alike the shock of a boy i dated awhile in college... "we all couldn't believe it, how he ever got with you." I'm not one to think i'm out of anybody's league, but i still get questions to this day about said boy.

*during a journalism conference out of town my senior year in college, how i ended up on the hotel rooftop with a boy who wasn't even there for contests. What i announced the next morning when my roof scandal was whispered about: "if he doesn't kiss good, forget the rest." Let it be said that prior to laying on a board of wood on that rooftop with a stranger, that i was walking across the hotel hall in my itty bitty robe {and just the robe} and also locked twinkie out of the room.

who was this girl i was in college???

i am so thankful for my college gfs, most of who i keep in touch with but especially J. {the girl has some stories too, prob even worse than mine! lol love you J}

i am so thankful that we still have such a great relationship with Dr. Sernat (a play on "Borat," not his real name).

many drinks, many laughs, many memories.