One of my college roommates lives in Boulder, Colorado. Let's call her Lisa, since that is her name. (Yes, same as my cousin in case you were keeping track.) Anyway, I usually get to overlap with her for a few hours when I am out there. Lisa and her current roommate were also able to attend the baby naming. Later on in the week, she came over for dinner and we reminisced over a bottle of wine. It was almost as if we were still in college. Only difference, for me at least, it's 20 years later and I’ve squeezed two human beings out of my you-know-what.
Here’s a photo of all three roommates from 1991 (at a sorority event of all things):
Man, how I miss these women and our lazy days. (Of course, I didn't think they were lazy days back then.)