Last weekend was all about hanging out with family and playing with the grandchildren, and believe me, it was great. This weekend is gonna be about hanging out with a terrific couple we haven't seen for a while, and it's gonna be great, too. Bottom line? I'm gonna do another fly-by post and then disappear from the Internet until next Friday.
Friends are people who know the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you forget the words.
Well, to tell the truth, we probably won't be doing a lot of singing. But we will be making a good bit of noise. We always do.We, um, laugh. A lot. The kind of laughing that makes your sides hurt. We may also drink a tad too much. (But just a tad.) Laugh some more. Swap lies, and trade tales. Play Scrabble and other games until we can't see straight. Make new memories. And laugh some more.
Kati and I might even do a little... shopping.
Heck, who knows? Maybe the four of us will chill in the hot tub for a while.
Everyone hears what you say.
Friends listen to what you say.
Best friends listen to what you don't say.
Not only does smarty pants Cliff know all about us, he remembers every story and experience we've ever shared with him, and knows precisely when to bring them up again for maximum effect. Which naturally begets more laughter.
And more laughter. (Okay, I admit it. The booze may up the hilarity a bit, too.)
Yep, for the next few days, all we have to do is enjoy ourselves, and try to keep the animals out of the Scrabble box.
I hope y'all enjoy your Labor Day weekend. I know we will.
Until next time, take care of yourselves. And each other.