On Friday night, I met up for dinner with two people who have known me since I was eleven. We shared stories. We drank wine. We I ate pie. We exchanged Christmas gifts (two months late.) And we squeezed into a photobooth before saying goodbye for the night. Those girls can make me laugh out loud. Dear Chris and Heather: I love how you even appreciate the weird quirks about me that make me Jen. You are amazing friends.








