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Those of you who have been glued to the comments–and, really, who hasn’t–may be curious who this “Nalani” person is. This is who:

The orange and camo one with the hot dog. It’s her fault that I’m married: she introduced me to Stephan. This picture was taken on an illegal camping weekend (mixed company with no college-approved chaperone*) about 3 weeks after I met him, and I was already in love.

I met Nalani my freshman year of college when she roomed with one of my friends from high school. I absolutely hated living in the dorm, but in retrospect, it was probably the best thing that ever happened to me: first it brought me Nalani, and then it brought me Cenaida (my sophomore year roommate, chosen almost at random by the dean).

I do have to say, though, that our friendship was really cemented this one time when, driving back to school from the coast, Nalani ate leftover spinach fettucine sun-dried tomato alfredo from a jar while I steered from the passenger seat.

Several years later, she got married and moved to Arizona and had some adorable and/or giant children. Who are all coming to visit in July and I can’t wait.

So now you know.

* Note to college administrators wishing to revoke my diploma: Nalani and I and this other girl slept at the top of a hill in a freezing-cold tent and Stephan and this other boy slept at the bottom of the hill in a cozy canopied pickup bed. Nothing to see here.