Today’s that last day of working for the year that always feels odd squeezed between Christmas and New Years. I’ll be on the road shortly to go walk through the next old cool building slated to turn into loft apartments in 2005.

Last night it dawned on us… It was our anniversary with Elise.

It was freaky for the guys because it’s only been a year…. It was freaky for me because it felt like there was never an interruption.

Really amazing friends are like that – strong connections defy time and space.

We remembered her nagging about wanting photos, (preferably the sillier ones), of each of us. So we huddled around iPhoto, went through the pictures from this year and got all choked-up reliving some great times.

Found three images, (and after some heavy-handed pounding in Photoshop) – had a suitable series to put in the trip-tic frame we had found earlier that day.

Warm intentions aside – it still felt weird and we kept catching ourselves being apologetic at giving her the present.. It just “seems” ego-freakish:

“Happy anniversary honey… here’s a picture of…. ME!”
We’re just being paranoid… She loved them.

I loved them too. So, ego-paranoia aside, I made myself a desktop wallpaper from the images and put it on my laptop.

I guess it’s no different from putting photos of your family in your cubicle…. And I don’t have a cube.

I don’t have a blog either.