Sunday, January 29, 2012
Tonight my girlfriend came over for Sunday night dinner. We did adult things like eat a 3-course meal and drink wine and talk about life, but then we played dress-up like we tend to once the meal winds down. We run to my closet and play with my things as if it was our Mother's treasure trove of coveted attire and costume jewelry. We play music and laugh and make up outfits for specific scenarios that may or may not ever happen. Sometimes we film, but we promise to never show anyone else our videos. We have a pact. It's like an unspoken pinky swear. Secrets of children as adults. Happy Sunday. I hope you feel as warm and fuzzy as I do.