I've been partying down, pre-wedding style, with a friend's family tonight and have had a great time. Such a good time, in fact, that it was worthy of mentioning -- this tipsy and this late, knowing that I have to be productive and work tomorrow... This guy's family has totally adopted me and The Hater since we've lived here --- invited us to Thanksgiving, July 4th, and Christmas get-togethers when we weren't going home to see our family (or even if we were). They are wonderful people who are marrying off one of their daughters tomorrow.
And since The Hater's out of town for work things, I was compelled to drink and sing-along with the best of them to make up for his absence.
It was a great time to be around people you like. And, really, I think that's the best compliment you can give for such a party...
It reminded me of the night of the Lennox Lewis versus Mike Tyson fight.... and not to mention many nights beside a tall fire in the fireplace ... and the one time, when I was a marine, and drunk at the time... and all of the fishing stories, even the ones where the ones who were caught actually fell out of the bed of the truck... and listening to BigDaddy tell stories at Headquarters... and all the nights at 119 with aunts and uncles and cousins and whoever was in the neighborhood --- My friends, I had one for you tonight.
I wish Arkansas wasn't in the way of having this party every week. (The Hater could come, too, if he were in town.)
I miss you!