Lane Greene

Went to Lane Greene's birthday party last night. Friend from high school. He writes for The Economist and is one of the smartest people I know. He speaks 6 languages and is working on his 7th...Arabic. Amazing.

I was there until 4am and wasn't even the last one to leave. Needless to say, I had a great time at the party. Talked at length with another guy that I haven't seen since high school. I was never friends with him back then and now we have so much in common and he was really fun to get to know. I love when that happens.

And what's even better/crazier is that he's looking for a copy editing job. So he could possibly be my replacement when/if I leave my website job. Would be interesting if that worked out. Passing the Pope High School torch. Go Greyhounds!

Lane's 6-year old son was at the party running around. He....never....stopped....... running. Never. That kid has so much friggin' energy. I don't know if I can handle kids. I know it's tough to picture yourself being a parent until you ARE a parent. And then you learn what you're made of but still...

I really wouldn't mind living a "selfish" life and have it be just me and my hot husband traveling the world together.

This is him waiting for me in our pool:













And this is him waiting to take me on a motorcycle ride throughout Italy:













And this is him with our dog, Como. We named him after the Italian town where we have a lake house:













Isn't he great? I'm such a lucky girl. See? Kids, schmids.