over heather's visit, we attempted to dye my newly cut off hair bright blonde. however, since my hair is technically blonde already, it didn't work out so well. as in, NOT AT ALL. we were picking through the strands trying to find evidence of our 3 hour ordeal. nada. zip. zero. at least it didn't turn pink, right? however last week i gave up and went to the salon to have it professionally done. (SORRY ERIN!) buuuuuut, it's going to have to last quite some time, since the experience completely drained me and caused quite the increase in pain. (moving from chair to hairwash to dryer to chair to hairwash, you get the picture.) but oh i had missed that salon hairwash so so much.... ahhhhhh. ok back to heather's visit. in addition to the hair dying experiment, we had ice cream probably every night. next time i'll make sure to stock up on "real" ice cream, since heather was appalled at the sugar free, fat free, light bullshit going on in the freezer. by the end of the visit though, i had to nickname her Sergeant Kilcoin- the woman was ALL OVER ME about doing my at-home PT exercises. she was more hard core than my mother!
candy arrived in a flur of activity as usual! after completely driving past the entire town, and apparently stopping for breaks every 45 minutes (no offense babe, but i won't be able to take a road trip with you. we'll just have to get rich and fly on a private jet- dogs allowed) she lept out of the car with about as much energy as frank (for you folks that aren't in DC area, frank is a dog, not to be confused with the 80-year-old crotchety doorman that chain smokes outside during his shifts at Port Royal. if she had brought him along i would have been concerned.) there wasn't much Hotel California gossip since the firing of robert (what the hell were they thinking?!) but don't worry, we found enough to keep ourselves talking. i don't think we left the leather couches in the family room except to walk over to the kitchen- Cold Case, Desperate Housewives, Law & Order...
marylee and k8 technically count, even tho the visit was held in tysons corner. we had a slumber party (k8 had to leave early, her curfew was at 10:30) at the Courtyard Marriott (shout out to lori!!!) the friday night before the MS walk in DC. k8 had a crucial contribution of wine, which ML enjoyed most of (hee hee) and i even had a glass! mom and dad let us have our own room (we're big girls now) and even shared their P.F. Changs with us (requesting a special gluten free meal and soy sauce for me!!!) mom had been looking forward to it for weeks, ever since claudia introduced the yummy food to her one night in february, altho she kept referring to it as pg ken's or something morgen-ized like that. the most hysterical part of this story involves the orange line, east falls church, my dad, and a parking lot. this tale deserved its own posting, but you can read about the story in "falls church metro: the untold story." my 4.0 med school friend, who had a hematology exam that day, probably hadn't slept in a week and most likely had lived on coffee and ramen noodles, chose to get on a dirty, smelly, crowded bus right after her exam and ride bumpily through 495 S to the metro and even CHANGE LINES to spend one night in DC with ME. most of that night being me threatening "i'm about to vomit... okay now i'm really about to throw up... omg i am so nauseous" until she put the tiny hotel trash can next to my head. (btw i would have probably missed the trash can anyway, the opening is about the size of a coke can.) 
From Left/Top: Eleanor, Meg, Fran, Kate, Lauren
From Left/Bottom: Lindsay, Karen, Peggy (quilt maker!), Kathryn
i will conclude this friend bragging post about the ladies that pulled off the memory quilt (and yes, peggy, u are included!) either i am on way too much medication, or these guys were really sneaky. (i'm guessing it's a combination of both.) before Cure Crew 07 took to the trails on the MS walk we had to take our annual photo with the society folks (thanks to team captain kate- who should be renamed as boot camp instructor team captain kate- we actually left on time this year.) unfortunately, i was nearing meltdown at this point, having focused on not vomiting, not falling over, not falling asleep, and smiling since 8am. but right when i thought the team had taken off and i was in the clear for crashing in the car- they came back!!!!!!
i was totally confused (doesn't take much these days) and everyone was looking at me smiling expectantly. i briefly wondered if the team captains were to have given speeches or something and panicked a bit. but then karen rushes over to me, dropping a gift bag (with tulips on the front- yes i noticed karen! fyi people those are my favorite flowers) and ran away from me crying like it was going to self destruct or something. once i got with the program, i opened the bag, and pulled out an amazing and beautiful quilt. it is a memory quilt, HOT pink, black and black-white patterned, with various squares having personal contributions from the girls. some were photographs, or collages, others were sequined outlines (btw lindsay, that DC skyline is most impressive!) i have never received such an intimate and personal gift, and i feel that it speaks volumes for the friends i am so lucky to have. ok, cheese fest is done. don't forget to check out "the falls church metro untold story."
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