This is *technically* Sunday's post, but we got to see some long lost friends this weekend, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. They weren't really lost; they live in Houston. But it's probably been 5 years since we saw them.
Dave was a close friend of Ben's from high school, and I got to know him pretty well when I was in college. He doesn't make it to Minnesota often, nor do we make it to Texas. He and his wife, Kari, and their little 11-month-old daughter were able to hang out at my in-laws' house some during the weekend.
The best part was that it didn't feel awkward or rushed or frantic, as it sometimes can when you try to pack years into one weekend. We just hung out, as though it was something we do all the time. We played Wii and had a couple of beers, went out for breakfast, and just got to hang out and chat. Beautiful! Our close (in proximity) friends are such a gift to us, but I'm happy for the reminders of those dear friends whose daily lives we aren't much a part of. It's a great joy to spend some "regular" time with them.