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.