I made this cake for my old Roomz and another good friend from law school after they reminded me that it had been a really long time since they had eaten anything “Kate baked.” So, like, maybe I went overboard trying to impress them is what I’m trying to say…
Isn’t it weird how things happen like that, though? You spend three years seeing a person every day and sharing fridge space and borrowing eggs and telling each other to “PLEASE EAT SOME OF THOSE COOKIES SO I DON’T EAT THREE DOZEN BY MYSELF.” And then, one day, you stop doing that. And suddenly, it’s been six months since your old Roomz has eaten anything you’ve baked.
Monday night, I wanted to see my best friend Hannah. So… we just called (who are we kidding? texted) each other and made plans to see each other. She came over, brought The Weatherman, and we all hate-watched The Bachelorette over one-too-many cocktails. (JK. Never too many cocktails).
I tell you what. This whole Living in the Same City as Your Best Friend thing is the best.
I did something a little strange and a little watch-out-for-my-own-sanity.
I’m kind of proud. You see, I knew I would be getting back the grade from the exam we took on Friday. Quick recap: it was a hard, hard, hard exam about all the stuff that can go wrong with your heart. The kind that makes you realize why cardiologists make lots of money. (more…)