I hate time.
There never seems to be enough of it when you need or want it. It goes slower than a snail when you want to move on.
I love great conversations. When I am in the middle of one, I never want it to end.
Friday I had a great conversation with my mom. She’s in Miami (oh, the traitor) partying it up for her birthday (53!). With birthdays, comes wisdom; she was sharing with me secrets to life; more like secrets of a 53 year old’s life. I laughed and left the conversation with deep thoughts. How will I be at 53? Will I be young at heart and in the same place she is, whooping up some grand vacation to celebrate? Or will I be an old bitter bore at Luby’s getting my free Jell-O? The way things are going by the time I reach 50, it’ll be the new 30, so maybe I won’t have to worry about that.
Saturday night we met up to make dinner at AP’s house. Veggies getting chopped, meat marinating, wine flowing, and great conversations. We decided to make a dinner all from recipes from this month’s Real Simple. We ended up with 3 side salads: chickpea and tuna; pea salad; and creamy cucumber salad. My fave was the pea salad; I made it again last night for dinner. But my favorite conversation is when I decided we needed to discuss something as a group: how is it that our friend, Aerin, has made it this far in life and not ever cheated?!?
Never cheated on a boyfriend, never cheated on a test, and has never stolen anything. Of course there are virtuous people out there, but this girl is the wildest out of all 3 of us. I’ll admit I’ve cheated on many tests in high school, cheated on a boyfriend(s), and yes, have stolen on more than one occasion during the course of my life.
I just find it so odd—never cheated—seriously, haven’t we all cheated on something?
Sunday—oh forget it, what a disappointment. Can we still pull up and win this championship? Seriously.
This morning—oh my gosh! Best. Conversation. Ever. I didn’t want the walk from the garage to the office building to end; didn’t want the elevator ride to end; wanted to just step off and keep walking with him on a floor that was not my stop; and didn’t want to stop talking. Of course with that came a problem…Let me see how this will play out before sharing more details. As my luck has it, there is a 2 week window of opportunity to do anything and I promise I have to do something because this is life.
If I learned anything Friday night during my ‘wisdom talk’: I’m doing something. Something.