it doesn't get much better

It doesn't get much better than:

+ having a girls reunion trip in Palm Springs with best friends from college
+ seeing each other after two years and having it feel like we saw each other just yesterday
+ still knowing exactly what each person is going to say, what facial expressions they are going to make, and exactly what they are going to wear even after so much time apart
+ reminiscing on our ridiculous college days
+ feeling like we have transported back in time to our collage days by successfully avoiding the real world and all thoughts associated with work
+109-plus weather every day
+spending hours in the pool crowded around one pool floaty and catching up on gossip, being nostalgic about old stories, and confessing new secrets to each other
+ cuddling. lots of cuddling.
+ finding the most ghetto club to go dancing in and shutting the place down
+ awkwardly awesome 50 Shades of Grey out loud readings
+ "who's spider is that?"
+ stuffing 11 girls in one hotel room until 3am to dance, cuddle, and laugh until we cry
+ looking around a table full of margaritas and smiles and realizing how much I miss and love these girls
+ getting excited to do this for the next 50+ years