Sometime early in Cory and my drive down to Phoenix for his birthday with his family today, Lauren and I realized we were within a mile of each other on the freeway.  Most people would think that was a cool coincedence and wave if we passed her, but not us.  Nope, we spent the next 90 miles sending dozens of texts and calling each other to try and figure out where we were in relation  to each other.  We sped up and slowed down based upon how close we thought we were to each other, and finally, as we entered the city we saw her car in front of us.  You’d think after an hour and a half of trying to catch up to each other we’d have a plan of what to do after we were side by side, but instead, Lauren and I  waved at each other and then awkwardly tried to figure out what the appropriate thing to do would be.  No wonder we’re best friends.  We live for the awkward moments in life until they involve us.