the night we were eighty.

this story begins last year when one of my best friends left me.

there was a good reason of course. she left to go to graduate school in scotland. i guess thats a thing.

anyway, she just recently finished (yay!) and headed back to the good old u.s. of a. the day after she arrived i got a call from her at 8 in the morning, as i was busy being late for work. her news? we were going to see tony bennett at ravinia that friday night.

#wine.

i forgot how much i laugh with these two.

relaxing. in need of  a pedicure.

daww.

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