Running into an Old Friend

Today has been one of those days where I had to have everything planned down to the minute.  I got up at 6:15 am, so I could work out before the rest of the day took over.  From there, it was getting the kids up and ready to go out the door.  We had a slight bit of drama over my 9 year old falling apart because I made him wear his coat today (sorry, but if it is 19 degrees outside, you can't just wear a hoodie to school) and then it was off to Dentist husband's office with breakfast for the staff, than back to my son's pre-school to help chaperon a field trip to the Dinosaur Museum.  On the way there, I was really low on gas but because I hadn't scheduled "get gas" in my down the minute planning, I prayed that we would get there without any problems, which we did.  

While standing in line waiting for our turn to go into the museum, I looked over and saw a good friend mine from my Israel study abroad.  We were in Israel January-June of 1993.  For those you who need an event to remember a specific time frame, we were there when Howard W. Hunter was speaking at BYU in Provo at the Marriott Center and some crazy person grabbed him and said he had a bomb but it really was a briefcase of books.  (Now, do you remember 1993?)  

Anyway, this friend lives in Idaho, so I was more than a little surprised to see her.  Carrie and I didn't have any particular classes together while in Israel but we connected because we were both from Colorado.  I remember always thinking she was this tall, gorgeous, gregarious blond.  She had a killer sense of humor and she always made me laugh when I was in her presence.  

Well, she hasn't changed one bit.  She is still tall, gorgeous, hilarious and gregarious.  After having a morning where I felt a bit hammered after literally running from one spot to another, it was a fun pick-me-up to see her.  So, since I know you read this, "Hi Carrie, it was so fun to see you and I meant it when I said to call me the next time you are in town.  I'll treat you to Cafe Rio."