When contemplating what to write here today, several ideas sprang to mind...
One-I could talk about the kick ass weekend I had in Indy and my theory on how even under the heaviest influence of alcohol-some thoughts just won't drown.
Two-How fucking cool my family was this weekend.
Three-About my fixations with Harley Davidsons and how I got to ride on one again this weekend. How lucky am I?
Four-I could talk about my two incredible cousins who I have had such a great bonding weekend with, especially after a little friendly competition. I love basketball!
However, all of that aside, when I think about this weekend, one thought blows through my mind like a tornado. That would be the conversation I had with my grandma taking her home from Easter dinner.
Let me preface this by saying, my grandma is one of the most influential people in my life. She's 82 and has lived through things that would topple most people. Plus, she does it all with a smile on her face. She's incredible.
So, I'm taking her home, and she starts in with the marriage issue. She's always on me about settling down and bringing up a family. It's become less about annoyance and more about a source of humor now. She's constantly amazing me with the thoughts that spring to her head, and then RIGHT out of her mouth. Plus, this weekend was the perfect pedestal for such a conversation-I brought a friend to dinner who happens to be an attractive, single man. I felt her eyes on up all day and I knew what the car ride home would entail.
"You know you're not getting any younger..." she began. I braced the steering wheel, took a deep breath...and waited, "but don't settle, he's not the one..." It took a moment to register what she had just said and I looked over at her. Her smiled showed pleasure in the fact that she had once again blew me away. "He doesn't make your eyes smile...he's just not the one." She said this with so much absolution, I needn't reply. So, I didn't. I love that she knows me better than anyone else, and the feeling of protection I get from her makes me want to crawl into her heart and live there.
So, I end my weekend with a sense of understanding about questions plaguing my mind, and a warm fuzzy ball in the pit of my stomach, to keep me content.
I'm so glad I can share my secrets with you...no one's reading this right?
I do have an important question
Do you believe there there is a "one" person out there for you? Why?
EDITED:
Happy Dingus Day everyone...going out tonight to tie one on...yeah, on a Monday, Gotta love the polish people who came up with this. Anyone else want to come along?
One-I could talk about the kick ass weekend I had in Indy and my theory on how even under the heaviest influence of alcohol-some thoughts just won't drown.
Two-How fucking cool my family was this weekend.
Three-About my fixations with Harley Davidsons and how I got to ride on one again this weekend. How lucky am I?
Four-I could talk about my two incredible cousins who I have had such a great bonding weekend with, especially after a little friendly competition. I love basketball!
However, all of that aside, when I think about this weekend, one thought blows through my mind like a tornado. That would be the conversation I had with my grandma taking her home from Easter dinner.
Let me preface this by saying, my grandma is one of the most influential people in my life. She's 82 and has lived through things that would topple most people. Plus, she does it all with a smile on her face. She's incredible.
So, I'm taking her home, and she starts in with the marriage issue. She's always on me about settling down and bringing up a family. It's become less about annoyance and more about a source of humor now. She's constantly amazing me with the thoughts that spring to her head, and then RIGHT out of her mouth. Plus, this weekend was the perfect pedestal for such a conversation-I brought a friend to dinner who happens to be an attractive, single man. I felt her eyes on up all day and I knew what the car ride home would entail.
"You know you're not getting any younger..." she began. I braced the steering wheel, took a deep breath...and waited, "but don't settle, he's not the one..." It took a moment to register what she had just said and I looked over at her. Her smiled showed pleasure in the fact that she had once again blew me away. "He doesn't make your eyes smile...he's just not the one." She said this with so much absolution, I needn't reply. So, I didn't. I love that she knows me better than anyone else, and the feeling of protection I get from her makes me want to crawl into her heart and live there.
So, I end my weekend with a sense of understanding about questions plaguing my mind, and a warm fuzzy ball in the pit of my stomach, to keep me content.
I'm so glad I can share my secrets with you...no one's reading this right?
I do have an important question
Do you believe there there is a "one" person out there for you? Why?
EDITED:
Happy Dingus Day everyone...going out tonight to tie one on...yeah, on a Monday, Gotta love the polish people who came up with this. Anyone else want to come along?
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Glad to hear you had such a fabulous Easter! Vrrrooom! (Love them "Hogs"!)
Oh and you totally made me blush!