Thursday was my sister's birthday and per a tradition (started last year) we will celebrate for a full week.
Night one consisted of dinner with my mother's side of the family. My grandfather is back on the wagon, so we were joined by he and his wife at a rock'n northwestern pizza place on Wednesday. Thursday was spent eating a quaint dinner with my father's side of the family at his home. Friday, we ran like crazy people through a corn maze in the dark while carrying glow sticks. We entered Maze 1 and exited through the Maze 2 entrance... not the maze 1 or 2 Exits, mind you... complete blast! Yes, we were sober~!
Tonight it was steak, lobster, twice baked potatoes and 6 bottles of wine followed by a philosophical discussion about good and evil.
Can they exist separately or do they need to exist simultaneously- yin/yang?
And then the hot tub... awwwww... as I sat in bubbly heat and stared at the stars I wondered, should I tell someone something that I have been holding back for a year? Yes, so and so, I had a dream about you a year ago. I was laying my head on your chest while you read me poetry and then we kissed. Nothing triple X. Yet, I freaked out because I didn't have feelings up to that point. So, I introduced you to a cute friend, hoped that you would hit it off, ditched any mutual activities, and bit my tongue...
One should not bare their soul over electronic media to the broad spectrum of humanity. Strangers glimpse into hearts not yet examined by those closest to us....
Yet, I will still hit publish.
Is that good or evil?
Or just the wine talking?
