Pieces of my Soul

Reflections on the perfect weekend:
It all began with a trip to Shea to see the Mets with members of the wedding party, a meet and greet (or an opportunity to reacquaint with friends that one hasn't seen in some time). Despite the rain there was so much energy: 2 greasy hot dog, a miller lite, a lit Mets pin, and a girl full of forgiveness for transgressions that we shall not speak about, let the past live in the past I say. What a fun group I thought, almost prophetic for the day to come.

Too much to get into one post. So I'm inclined to summarize: gold sparkled shoes, on beat dancing, an artistic dress for the ages, one slice with a high heel, food to die for, live music, garden wedding, after party, sleep.

And on Sunday: Hibachi, the Illusionist, a little loving, the best drinks ever, more loving, and a kiss goodbye and a promise to outdo this weekend at the US Open in two weeks.

I never thought that I would be sucked into the blogging community, but today I have officially become a member. Why? Because I have a lot going on in my mind and it seems like this is as good of a place to share it with the world as anywhere else that I could think of. I have two very special people that have encouraged me, "my lady friend," and one of her very best friends from Smith College whom we have dubbed 2xE.

I'm waiting for my lady friend to arrive in the city. I miss her terribly. We've decided to do the long distance thing and it has worked out very well for us. So, we can play the text messaging game as I get giddy waiting for her arrival. Ain't love grand!