this past weekend, my pretty friend Rachel came in from Atlanta to spend some time with me.
Rachel and i met and became friends in sort of a weird way. we dated the same guy. i went to high school with the dude, but “dated,” and i decided to add quotations, because i should be using that term loosely, but we “dated,” after college. he dated miss Rachel sometime in college. after a facebook conversation, she started to not like me too much.
fast forward to six years later, where i see her again for the first time at a Braves game with lo and behold, mr dated man, and we click.
just click. and although she’s way smarter than me, we both share a lot of interests; in those including a love of delicious beer, Bruce Springsteen, and hair products.
she’s a little crazy, but she balances out my quiet reserved side.
those things she’s about to devour are the boudin balls at J Clyde.
they are amazing.
and i had a super fun weekend with her. i’m hoping to get to do it again sometime, except spend the weekend in the big ATL.