Williamsport, Pa., I do love it still. Years after we moved away, it still feels like home. And like most hometowns, the more things change the more they stay the same. Because of friends and doctors I go back quite a bit, and it's always fun to play the game of "That's new" or "What is Pineapple Grill called now?" or "When did we get that crack whore?" Good times.
Today I had an appointment in Williamsport and I was lucky enough to have Troy drive down with me. Every time I see the fountain in front of the courthouse I think of him and I. He threw me in it shortly after we started dating. Yes, we have always been that kind of couple.
The city has been working on the Market Street Bridge since we still lived there. Apparently, it's been open since October! Where have we been? Oh, right! Living here. I guess I don't have many occasions to drive to South side and roads to the ramps to the bridge are still a mess.
And it has circles on it! Can I play circles in the lottery?
But back in the day, this Bridge was my way home. This started my 1.5 hour drive onto Routes 15, 81, 54, 61. I should play the lottery with those numbers. We drove this way home today, and much of it looked the same. It's been at least SIX years since I took this last - a road I drove so many times.
Although it may seem boring to most, today a bridge was literally and figuratively just that: a bridge to life both past and present. So weird how your life can come full circle.
Anyway! Troy was hungry for some shopping, and I am in need of a new watch, so we headed over to TJ Maxx on the strip. I found this dress. It has pockets! And is yellow! And it's cuter in real life. I can not wait to wear it.
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