REConnectedicut

There are some friends that no matter how much time has passed, no matter how much you've all changed...when you see each other again you immediately act like three old ladies, chewing the fat, gossiping about men, and talking about "the good old days."

And then there are friends, those rare few, that when you see them again you can't help but run all over town dressed in a ta-da cape and a viking helmet, while carrying light sabers.

To some, it might seem silly...or embarrassing...or downright ridonkulous...but to us, these three items are like discovering the eternal fountain of joy.

Back when we were all roommates, each item gave us many magical memories and to this day they still hold a certain power over us.

On our drive up to Connecticut, Adrienne and I talked about the ta-da cape and we knew we'd ask first thing if Monica still had it and if she did we knew everything would be all right.  (Monica told us later that her and Ammon had discussed the same thing, except her judgement bar was to ask us if we liked Twilight, and if we didn't she knew everything would be all right.)

Lucky for all of us, both requirements were met and everything was all right.

For those of you who do not have a ta-da cape, I would highly recommend investing in one.  Monica's aunt made her this cape after hearing a story about a woman who would wear a cape around the house every time she was accomplishing a chore that she was not excited about - then when she was finished she would exclaim, "Ta-da!"  Like magic.

This cape is magic.  It feels like magic, it looks like magic, and you are magically happy the second you put it on.

I would try to describe the magic to you, but I think these pictures speak for themselves.

(We stormed a castle.)

(Ammon made a fatal mistake of trying to do his Luke Skywalker impersonation in the middle of a battle.)

And here they are, casually walking through a parking lot like it's no big deal that they are the best-looking weird people within a fifty mile radius.

Just look at how that cape flows.  It's magic, I tell you.

I was looking at the picture below the morning we were going to pack up and leave Connecticut.  I started to tear up, being with Monica and Ammon was like being at home and we just didn't get to spend enough time with them.

So I did something drastic, I stole Monica and took her home with me.

And I took the cape as well.  Naturally.