Marty, Suzette and Sandy outside our apartment.
Tyler and I were driving home from the dog park when Suzette called me. At first I thought something bad had happened back in Alaska, but it turned out Zette, Marty and Sandy were passing through on their way back to Boulder. They were out visiting their son Kevin in Fort Collins, and were tooling around with Sandy. They stopped by our place, and then we went for lunch at The Westside Cafe. I hadn't seen Sandy since I was 6 years old. Back then it was cool to play Little Mermaid on the original Nintendo, if you were wondering.
Marty summed up the impromptu meeting best: "We couldn't have planned this any better. If we had, we would've wound up missing each other somehow."
I love Alaskan pop-ins.
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