10 years ago – about this time – I was starting my 2nd year at PRBI. I was unpacking clothes in my dorm room when I heard a big loud laugh coming from the room across the hall. Knowing that one of my good friends from the previous year was due to be here by now I barged in barely pausing to knock on the door. And there was Patti. Not actually my friend – but my friend’s new roommate. She was actually pretty good about the whole stranger bursting into her room. We chatted for awhile and then went back to un-packing. I think our friendship was solidified within a couple of weeks. Thinking back I wonder when it clicked for us…could it have been the night we wandered around the dorm bored and a little too mischievous for our own good? Or the time the majority of the dorm girls decided to get back at us by switching around all our stuff? That year was one of the best years of my life, and Patti still one of my best friends! (Though really as I wracked my brain for stories I could tell about her I realized that the majority of them are completely inappropriate for public telling…truely the stuff the best friendships are made of)
Miles of highway as well as our busy lives and families mean we don’t see each other as often as we’d like, but this last weekend Brian and I packed up the kids and my camera equipment to drive up to Grande Prairie for a visit and to welcome their newest little one born at the beginning of this month! Isn’t he adorable?
Yup there they are folks. I begged and pleaded to let me bring just ONE MORE home…but Brian didn’t think we needed a 3rd dog – even if he was the cutest blackest pug puppy in the world. He wasn’t for sale…but I would have found a way. 
