Call it six degrees of separation. Call it a small world. I love finding out I know someone because of someone else or I was in the same place at the same time as someone. It delights me to no end. Cue 2007. Remember that neighbor of ours? It turned out that he worked with this guy who was married to this girl who was Nick's neighbor. Not only was she Nick's neighbor, but she roomed with a girl from my high school at camp. SMALL WORLD! Heidi U. (nee T.) was a really fun girl, full of personality and a lot like me. We hit it off right away and had a fun little dinner party with our neighbor and Heidi.
A few months later, after moving into our new home, we invited Heidi and her husband over for dinner. I remember making fancy burgers (from the Rachael Ray cookbook) and we had appetizers and drinks. Her husband had been at work that morning and he arrived separately. When he arrived, he barely had time to say hello before immediately bee-lining it to the apps and started shoveling them into his mouth as fast as possible. It was bizarre, but I know it happened because Nick still talks about it, too!
We enjoyed a nice lunch and when her husband said he had to get back to work, we invited Heidi to stay awhile. Over lunch, we talked about having watched the Justin Timberlake concert on TV and Heidi really wanted to see it, so the 3 of us cozied up on the couch to watch it. It was a great show, just as good the second time around. Heidi shared with us her misheard lyric. When the backup singers say "go ahead be gone with it", apparently Heidi hears "go hippie go!" Nonsensical? Sure. As the best of all misheard lyrics are. Thank you to Heidi for completely changing the way I hear the song.
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