Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Another rainy day in Austin Texas

About a year ago when I was still with Nicholas, we were driving to his parents office in Buda. He knew a short cut which went the back way so we wouldn't have to loop around through Buda to get to the office. At that time they were building these new apartments there and in my head I thought, "who would want to move to Buda to live in an apartment?" Little did I know that my childhood best friend would soon be living there along with miss Jenn. It is one of those twists in turns in life where something that you never thought could happen, happened. When I left Del Valle I never thought that my relationships with my old friends would continue. I figured it was doomed to deteriorate and I guess I just accepted that as it was and moved on. Now I am happy to have found again two of the more amazing people out there whom I feel completely comfortable with. Turns out those Buda apartments which I made fun of about a year ago are now my favorite place to be at. I like how things trickled into place for us. It makes me wonder about the rest of my life and how maybe I already met my husband.... I just don't know it yet. Scary. Moving on.
http://hutsfrankandangies.com/

Any who, I thought of this as I drove through that same back road to pick up Amanda and Jenn to go to dinner and yoga along with Sarah. This had become a weekly ritual of us to stuff our faces and then move on to yoga. Due to the fact that my friends no longer trust my food taste and suggestions we went to Frank & Angies off of sixth street. It was Amanda's choice and a good one. We stuffed our faces and enjoyed a huge greasy pizza. While the tiny little shack looking place intimidated me at first I was reminded of how tasty shacked up places can be. These pictures do not serve the place justice therefore I have put the link on here so it can be researched with more care. I need to remind myself to carry around my camera for occasions like these. 


Sarah can't wait to eat the pizza! 
Grease, grease, GREASE!!!!

We went down a street to yoga only to find that the 8:30 class filled up at 8:15. Awesome. I refused to go to night cap yoga because well I just don't enjoy yoga unless it's hot yoga. Instead I convinced my friends that we should walk to Whole Foods to buy more strawberries. Delightful that they listened to me we went on. There I was reminded of what it is to eat healthy and love your body while your pocket suffers. After walking around, staring at the pastries and reminding ourselves of how much we should appreciate our bodies more we decided that tomorrow, Thursday, we have to go grocery shopping for healthier food. This being my expertise I am delighted to help them out. I sometimes wonder if I should become a nutritionist or not. I feel like I would hate myself eventually if I did that. But then again, who knows? I find it funny how life always twists and turns on you. I remember the first time I went to that Whole Foods or the first time that I met Amanda. I never thought that like 12 years later I would still be best friends with her. Beautiful, but kind of scary at the same time.
Now, the four of us seem to be having something pretty good going on. I have found peace and happiness with the girls who accept me for every bit of ridiculousness that I hold in me. Later on that night while at Amanda's and Jenn's apartment I realized something. In the midst off all these wars, essays, parents and stupid boys I always know that my friends willl be there for the long-haul. We jokingly tried to guess which one of us would be the first one married and I cannot wait to see who it is. Maybe it's the fact that I'm a killer for happy endings or maybe just because weddings consist of dressing up, eating, drinking and taking lots of pictures. The four things that I love in life alongside with the three girls that I am happy to have found again. And to that I take another sip of my drink to the belief that best friends stick around till the end.
Even on rainy days when walking to school turns into a disaster.

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