dana-mite

this is a post about our lovely friend, dana. dana came to us in the usually convoluted way of social networks... she had a friend at stanford who knew someone who knew susan, or some such thing, and she popped up in our book club about a year ago, much to everyone's delight. (dana and i also discovered another convoluted and bizarre social connection involving my friend, adam, a bet and jdate.) much to everyone's chagrin (except, i guess, those people whose civil rights she now defends at the department of justice), she left us last summer when her law clerking stint was up, but she was back in town last weekend for a law clerk reunion, which meant a weekend of fun and celebration.

friday, dana, susan and i met up for lunch and some shopping, followed by fruit smoothies/chai/lattes/ (that was the beginning of a very clear food theme.) as i didn't need anything at the mall, i spent most of the time admiring myself in various three-way mirrors.






saturday we lost her to the clutches of the clerks, but it made for great stories, mostly revolving around the judge's ill-advised sweater, as well as some unfortunate eyebrows and the unwanted antics of the man attached to them. sunday we reconvened for dinner and a retelling of our most embarrassing (and hilarious) date stories. i won't attribute them to protect the not-so-innocent but, breaking up with a handicapped person over the phone, a 12-month plan culminating in initial verbal contact, crying on a date and juggling two suitors on valentine's day were some of the winners. (ok, crying on a date was me, and i am not afraid to admit it. what was i supposed to do? he was asleep for sobbing out loud. and sob out loud is exactly what i did.)

behold the documentation of good times had by all.



this is how happy dana and dave are to see eachother. swinging and flying through the air happy.



this is how happy jess is that we all came over. not very.



this is what happens when you say, "dave, let's take a picture together."



this is how i look recovering from a major laughing attack (susan and dana were clearly not similarly afflicted. and dana looks like she might be saying something about me being insane, while susan has the patient look of someone who has seen it all before.)



this is what happens when we don't make room for jess on the couch.



this is what happens when you put dave in charge of taking a group picture with the timer. jess has a lovely wall, doesn't she?




this is what happens when i take over. much better, wouldn't you say?


the weekend of extreme reunion fun may or may not have ended with a midday trip to the movies on monday, disguised as a long lunch/emergency trip to the mechanic. the movie may or may not have been "step up 2: the streets" and it may or may not have been the best movie ever. i'll let you decide.