Got back to Eastern PA Friday afternoon with Talley. The 4 1/2 hour drive is really becoming shorter and shorter...not to mention, good CDs help. Driving through snow, however, isn't always fun. It was certainly pretty though. Ironic, how as soon as we get into Priscilla (Talley's Acura) and pull out of the Campus Towers parking lot, it begins to snow. It snowed about half the drive home.
When we finally reached Philly (I even held my breath for 2 tunnels!!...Talley was too busy singing Michael Jackson songs to compete with me) Talley, her boyfriend Frank, and I all deliberated on how we'd score more tickets to the Orchestra that night, since Frank was only able to get his hands on two - from two of his students, Jarret Ganskey and Lingyu Lu...Talley's Asian, so it worked out perfectly.

We found out we could each pay 10 bucks for a student ticket if we purchased them directly from the Box Office before 6:30 so we got dressed and headed downtown to buy the tickets and get some dinner at Olive Garden. Paul, Frank's friend, met up with us for dinner too. After stuffing ourselves to the brink, we quickly (and painfully for those of us wearing heels) made our way back to the Kimmel Center for the performance.
I must say, it was quite impressive. We were even able to be a part of a recording of one of the pieces, so that was pretty exciting. And funny, since you had to try your best to remain quiet, there was a woman a few rows up from us who had her hand clamped down on her daughter's mouth for half of it.

We eventually made it north to my area Saturday evening for some Wafflehouse, Coldstone Creamery, and some shopping at the Promenade. I love walking around there, stopping in the shops, grabbing a hot chocolate or mocha at Starbucks (the ONLY Starbucks I'll go to...mainly for its convienience), getting warm by the fire pits, and catching a movie at the Rave. Ah, good times. I think Talley and everyone had a good time here in the valley, at least I hope they did.
Fastforward a few hours, and here I am at home. Go figure, it's snowing. Probably the same snow we encountered back at IUP, but no mind. The ground's too warm for the snow to stick, so its just making the roofs look slightly dusted and Christmasy. Pair that with the fireplace roaring in the living room, my two labs chewing on my old field hockey balls, my dad blaring Pink Floyd, and I can finally smile and say, "I'm Home."
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