Summer Lovin’ Makes Me Glow

Originally written July 26, 2008

Of all the people I know, I am the least domesticated one of all. I would rather buy new clothes than to do laundry, I eat out a lot because cooking is not quite my forte, and all my life I've had a cleaning lady, the only exception would be when I was in college.

Every now and again though, I'll get a wild hair and decide to have a dinner party. This only happens about once a year and sometimes only every other year. So I decided on Thursday that I would have a party on Friday. It just so happened that Friday was July 25 and I had a theme: Christmas in July! It was very last minute but everything turned out great. Most of my nearest and dearest were able to attend and the festivities began around 6. My last guest just left and I'm left wondering why I don't do this more often. I cooked Christmas dinner all day and then enjoyed good company all night and we even played dirty Santa. I have holiday traditions that I've practiced for years. Today/yesterday was my very first time to celebrate Christmas in July. We did almost everything like real Christmas except for going out afterwards (something I've done every year since I was in high school!) but it wasn't necessary because most of my friends attended my party.

Sometimes, it's nice just to be able to stay home. I go out frequently and sometimes I feel like the bar is my home (does that mean I have a problem? lol) I guess it's just the change in atmosphere and the change in my age that makes me appreciate nights like tonight a little more every time one of them happens. I always feel more insightful and closer to my friends and family after my domestic modes, or maybe it was just the holiday theme. The holidays always make me feel a little warm and fuzzy (not that I need to be warm, it's so hot outside already!!) but there's just something about them that I love. The memories of holidays past resurface and linger and I can't help but think how much has changed yet how much is still the same. I also think that you can elaborate much more and say and do many things at home that you wouldn't actually say or do in a public place. For example: playing with handcuffs, showing off your new derrière, saying quoted comments like Hill called and said, "I was horny and came by to see your big titties; you said you would be at the pool but you lied" There's just a whole different level of honesty and crassness when you're in your own home. I think the alcohol may have also contributed to several of the conversations.

Summertime, you gotta love it! Summer has come and almost gone so fast. It seems as if gets shorter and shorter every year. Tonight we spoke of loves: new, old, stagnant and those hopefully to come and BJ and I decided that it's summer lovin' that make us glow. I've paid my domestic dues and now I can go back to my crazy self. Merry Christmas (in July) to all and to all a good night!