It's a Saint Patrick's day Facebook Miracle!

Yesterday was the kind of day that is so beautiful it makes the Angels weep a little. Bright blue sky, warm sunshine, just a hint of a breeze. After a long and horrible winter, things could not have been more prefect.

Except that I was in class, my back to the window, the little bits of sunshine reflecting off my screen mocking me. So, like any disillusioned student with internet access, I drowned my sorrows in a little harmless facebooking. The patron saints of facebook must have been looking out for me, because one of the first things I saw was a status update by the amazing Mindy - former roommate, bridesmaid, friend and person extraordinaire. Seriously, everyone who has ever known Mindy loves her to pieces, possibly because she possesses a dark magic, but probably just because she is so Mindylicious. The post just mentioned that she was wandering around DC, alone, for a few hours, did anyone have any suggestions for what she should do? I humbly suggested that perhaps she should meander around DC with me, she accepted and we were on.

I was more than a little excited. An excuse to skip my afternoon Wills class and be out in the sunshine would be good enough, but this was almost to good to be true. The second my morning class ended I practically flew out of the classroom, raced down six flights of stairs, ran onto a bus, frantically dropped things off at my apartment, threw random things into a purse and set off for downtown.

On the metro ride down, I finally had a few moment to be nervous. I haven't seen Mindy in almost a year and a half. Plus, I'm one of those bad friends who considers herself "keeping in contact" with old friends if I comment on a Facebook status update a few times a year. Sure, for the first half hour or so, there was a little awkwardness as we tried to catch up on where we were, but after that, its like the last year+ just didn't matter. We were chatting, and walking and laughing our heads off just like we did at 2am in our Provo apartment.

We didn't do anything to terribly exciting. It was too nice to be stuck inside even the best museum, so we walked. And walked. All over DC, past a horde of marble monuments, some random bales of hay in the Mall reflecting pool, the best monument ever (FDR, I love the water), the green white house fountain and other DCness. I'm a nerd, so I traced our route on Google maps. We walked about 4.5 miles over the course of about 4 hours. I'm a naturally lazy person who generally shuns physical activity, but even for me the time just flew by.

However, eventually it was time to head off on our separate ways, so we headed up to a metro stop. Where we proceeded to talk for almost another hour, even with commuters weaving around us (and one very drunk homeless man going out of his way to bump into us). Saying good by to such a great day almost seemed cruel, but we managed somehow.

Mindy, thanks for the great time. It was the best Saint Patrick's day ever. And now I have a go-to story the next time some one rags on how the internet keeps people apart. Clearly, this day was an amazing Saint Patrick's day Facebook Miracle!