Photo Friday & the new friend
See, now is where all of you can loudly proclaim, ‘I told you so!’. Meeting Sarah was just as awesome as you predicted. It was so great to move from computer friend to real life friend. That doesn’t mean that I didn’t get myself all worked up with worry and angst in the hour or so beforehand. It also doesn’t mean that I didn’t have a melt down over what to wear. And it doesn’t mean that I didn’t get lost on the way to the designated meeting spot.
But the funny bit is that Sarah said she was a bit angsty and she also got lost. Woo hoo. Dorks unite.
However I think the real, “she is just as cool as I thought she was” moment was had the instant she opened her mouth & the following sentence poured out “Look, I’ve just had a guy’s hand up my bum and I am sorely in need of liquor.”
(& before you start to worry your pretty little head, go over to Sarah’s blog to see exactly what she has been going through — all in the name of fertility. Seriously, if gold stars were handed out I think she gets at least 7.)
We took a scenic drive around St. Augustine. (scenic being the fancy & polite way of saying we drove all the fuck over looking for a good bar) We finally found a bar on a corner street that had just the right amount of ambient noise to buffer our fantastic and detailed conversations about ovaries and whatnot.
In a way it was like reuniting with an old friend from school. There was so much commonality and so much history after over a year of chatting on-line. & of course we had other classmates to discuss. (hell yes we talked about all of you! bwah ha ha.) We talked about the weird conversations that we have found ourselves in with other people when they find out that we are single women wanting to be Moms all on our own. It was that same comfort that so many of us have found on-line. That, “You’ve thought that too?” or the “I almost did that!” familiarity. We see each other mirrored back to us and in some way it validates that we are ok. I’m ok. You are ok.
My Photo Friday images were taken yesterday while we were in St. Augustine. The theme this week is WINDOWS.
Do not be alarmed. Harry’s head is only wax. I am sure he will be just fine in the final book. But you know those English do have a thing for beheading…
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Looooove that last picture. Looks like it belongs on an antique postcard or something. Cool indeed
Oh how great, Cali. I just knew you two would hit it off well.

I wish I could have been there as well.
I’m going to lie. I am warning you in advance that I am lying, so do not be surprised that I am lying.
I hate saying to people, “I told ya so,” but… I told ya so!
Yeah, I lied. I love being right. :snicker:: Oh, and thanks for the add to the Photo Friday group!
Glad you two hit it off in real life and had a grand time.
I love it when this computer friend thing turns into a face to face relationship. We are all real people. And these are real relationships. It’s nice to have that confirmed.
Glad you hit it off! Isn’t St. Augustine beautiful? Flagler College was my “dream” college..they turned me down and accepted my brother instead..bastards!
OK. Now I am jealous. I know that’s generally one of the goals in posting photos of a bloggish meeting (I have done it more than once myself), but for heaven’s sake - hurry up and visit US! Up here! In New York!
Really, I am so glad it went well (I knew it would).
Yeah for a great IRL meetup! That last picture is awesome. The HP head is a bit freaky, but the detail is amazing. Looks just like him.
Awww, shucks, you say the nicest things. But honestly, how could I NOT have liked you? & you were just as cool as I thought you would be too! The honor was all mine in meeting up. It was great!
Aren’t you sick of me saying it yet? Don’t you know what I’m getting at?? Your talents are all over the board… but you need to be making a living as a photographer. You are simply too good to not share it with the world. Stop being stingy. We need to see more things through C’s eyes.