Good ol' days

My best friend from childhood, Amy, is in town this week, and I couldn't be more excited. We went on a lovely girl date yesterday, having dinner in front of a fireplace and then strolling around Rittenhouse on the crisp fall night. After acting like such adults last night, we're going to spend tonight choreographing a dance routine to "Jingle Bell Rock" while wearing matching fluorescent track suits--just like the good ol' days.