I have lived here for 5 years this summer. When Dan and I moved here, I was not too keen on the idea and pouted for about 3 months. I had a similar reaction when I moved from Michigan, where I lived until I was 18, to Minnesota. Another similar result of both of those moves was that due to all the energy I was putting towards pouting I found it really hard to keep in touch with the people that I cared about. In fact I really sucked at it. Dan does not have that problem. He has friends that he has known since a camp he went to during middle school, friends from High School and good friends from College that are scattered throughout the US that he keeps in contact with and some that he visits with on a fairly regular basis. Now we have a wonderfully amazing friends here in town, and I have a few of my people from Minnesota that I still speak/email with on a fairly regular basis, but sometimes I find myself jealous of the friendships he has that have such...history and longevity. One of those people was here in town this weekend. Dan and Matt visit each other about every 3-4 months. I adore Matt and I love that they get together so often.

Saturday morning I decided we were going to have a group outing so I woke them up and dragged their hung-over asses to the farmer's market. There was a summer commencement at the nearby college so it was really busy, but it was one of those perfect summer morning where you know it is going to get really hot in a couple of hours but isn't yet. The market was filled with all the wonderful smells of late summer - heirloom tomatoes, sweet corn and peaches all mixed up with the vendors preparing breakfast burritos and pizza and sausages. We wandered around for a while before Will decided that lying down in the middle of the walkway and crying was way more than, I don't know, ANYTHING else. So we went to a nearby play structure and let him run out some of his energy. While Dan and Will were making trips 10-40 down the slide, Matt and I sat and talked about all the changes that we have seen in our respective lives over the last 6 months. We reminisced about this one night seven or so years ago that we were in some small Mexican restaurant after bar close and talked about how someday we were going to have spouses and families and we would all go visit each other because we were still going to be friends then. And here we are, Matt playing with my son in our living room and trips to the farmer’s market…it’s easy and comfortable and I realized that I don't have to be jealous of Dan - because his people have become mine now too. And he has some pretty fantastic people.