Thinking back to less recent moments, the first to pop into my head is the first night I met andi. It’s only fair to honor a lady who is extremely strong, driven and just all around wonderful, and through her wonderfulNESS, I have met so many more incredible people. It’s only fair to appreciate all that is andi. No capital a, no y or ie, just andi.
I’m fairly positive she hates this picture, but it’s all I have from that night. The night of total confusion! The first night I recall being in downtown Detroit, walking in a pot hole the size of a crater, trying to find Hard Rock while nearly running into a limo in the meantime. Matt & I either heard a gun shot, or a car backfire, and that’s all it took for poor suburbia kids to go running back to the car.
I immediately called her & was like uhh NOT WORKING, is there another place?! lol. I was on Monroe, she thought I was IN Monroe – so cute.
I remember trying to find I-75, pulling over to look at a map, and a drunk homeless lady came up & started banging on the car window. I took off full speed in a parking lane, ran a red light, took a turn down 8 mile and miraculously found I-75.
We trucked it north, until we found a spot that everyone was familiar with.
I met andilox and Brian (who still has a piece of my heart, andi!), the future Chef of America. I remember her ordering a cherry Coke, specifically NOT a normal Cherry Coke, but her own way. and I thought it was such a cute thing, until the story of the salsa/ketchup bottle came into play.
All other memories aside, meeting her for the first time was so cool. We deemed April our month, though it’s been a few years since I last saw her.
We grew into really great friends through the many years we’ve known each other, and I hope we continue down that same path. She’s a great person that anyone would be lucky to have in their life.
Love ya, loxy!