The Guy Who Ate All My Wheat Thins


A few of my guy friends told me that my previous post was a bit awkward, just like me.

I took the higher road and chose to see that as a positive. ๐Ÿ˜‰

They also proceeded to point out the band aids around my blistered toes that I thought blended in nonchalantly with my sandals. Apparently it was not a good look.

Thanks guys, I can always count on your honesty.

We agreed that reading about cool, perfect, good-at-everything-you-do lives ย just isn’t always as interesting.

Know what I mean?

So I’m just keeping it real.

Speaking of guy friends, I’m going to give a shout out to one of my best friends from high school, my man Julian.

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Two of my best friends from high school: Julian and the beautiful Maria


Julian and I somehow became good friends in middle school even though he teased me constantly, ate my wheat thins at lunch because my food “always looked better than his”, tried to steal and read my personal notebook/journal repeatedly, and dated my friends. He would frustrate me to no end, which I’m pretty sure he found quite amusing. Yet we remained friends…probably because his witty comments were impossible not to laugh at, and the guy would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it.

We got to see each other for the first time in years at our friend Courtney’s wedding a few weekends ago, and somehow it felt like no time had passed at all.

Julian – you’re a solid guy and it was so good to catch up. Welcome to the blog…do you feel the love now? ๐Ÿ˜‰

Friends just make life more fun. And the real good ones aren’t afraid to tell you when it’s obvious that the sweater you are wearing was purchased literally over a decade ago.

Nothing like making each other better people, huh?