Ask the Candy Shoppe

Meet the Candy Shoppe:

(and our roommate laura..I couldn't find a picture of just the house)

This is where Whitney and I spent one of the best years of our lives.  The Candy Shoppe.  Right there in that little house.  And yes, we named our house.  After our favorite thing in the whole world.. candy.  And then we made it a little more home-y with Hilary Duff in the window...and a nasty free couch that we found on the road.

Distance and proximity can be a very frustrating thing.  When Whitney told me about her devastating news, all I wanted to do was bring her a Diet Coke and give her a hug.

I sat there wishing that I could gather up all of our real-life roommates and take Whit to Chevron to get a 44 oz of Diet Dr. Pepper-- just like the good ol' days. 

In college, whenever we had a bad day (e.g., we bombed a test or had some type of boy problem) we would all pile in the car and go get a large soda and a frozen yogurt from Maverick.

Then we would sit around and take our minds off of our (what seemed to be) very awful problems.  We would just sit there and talk about ridiculous things and laugh so hard that we would coughing up our diet beverage.

Sometimes we would even dance on the streets to lift our spirits.  

Since, all of us real-life-roommates can't be with Whitney during this difficult time, I decided to bring the real-life roommates to the Duplex.

Throughout the next week, some of our college roommates will be here asking about some very important things.  We'll be pretending we're all just sitting around at the Candy Shoppe talking about unimportant things while we sip on our soda.

So grab a Diet Coke, sit back and get ready to meet the real-life roommates of Monica and Whitney.