I miss Sunday afternoons, laughing, talking, and bonding.
I miss COL high scores, sleep overs, Jim Miller Road chants, understanding, top 5 lists, talking points, face, love, tapes, and MOS cuddling.
I miss Old Navy trips, monkey gossiping, wedgies, plate tectonics, park days, editing, and candle lighting.
I miss tickle, tickle, outfit planning, shrimp busters, lunch dates, Weeds, sies, house hunting, car dancing, and exceptional friendship.
I miss John Mayer pump up sessions, room to room IM conversations, dance parties, Conan, and cough syrup chugging.
I miss road trips, pj pants borrowing, lazy mornings, DVD marathons, Saturday Sundown lunches, dancing, late night conversations, lip synching, and unconditional love.
3 comments:
Sooo love this post. Oh and your flowah!!!
i miss crickets, michelle branch car shouting/singing, lasagna parties and my old roommate.
-julie fold-me-up-take-me-out-i'm-portable miller
i miss/love your face.
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