Daily Note: August 4th, 2009

Happy 30th Birthday Maggie! A few fond remembrances of a younger Maggie:

When we were roommates in the dorms Freshman year of college, I came home from a class or something to find Maggie laying on her bed. Just laying there. She was gazing at the ceiling with her hands clasped on her stomach and I worried maybe she wasn’t feeling well. I asked, “Are you okay?” and she looked at me like I was crazy. Turns out, just “laying” was one of Maggie’s favorite past times. My immediate reaction was puzzlement. If she wasn’t napping, reading, or hugging a pillow crying what was the point of just laying? For her part, Maggie was equally baffled that I didn’t partake in this practice myself. While my immediate reaction (per always) was to judge, it didn’t take long for her to teach me the error of my ways. To this day I still enjoy a good bout of just laying on the bed or couch, thinking. Jeff’s reaction never fails – he’ll walk by and not notice at first, then back up, do a double take and ask, “Everything okay?”

When we were in high school, Maggie and I used to eat lunch together pretty regularly. I remember this being particularly true our Junior year because we were Chemistry partners (I think?) and we used to walk out to the Junior lot after class and get in her decrepit Rabbit and drive the ¼ mile to her Mom’s house where we would gorge on Top Ramen and Doritos, sometimes with some Kakana cheese as an appetizer. We were apparently big fans of any foods in the yellow to orange color range. One time, we were pulling out of the Junior parking lot when the hood of her trusty Rabbit suddenly popped up and all visibility was lost. Panic ensued, but I seem to remember us both sticking our heads out our windows and driving the whole rest of the way to her Mom’s house like that.