Larry is back in town...The wedding is set for October. Tammy is threatening to have me in the wedding. Some friends they are.

Methinks we have a clue. Be still, my heart.

a pink taffeta evening gown. It looked like it had run away from a junior high prom... The dress looked like a petunia on steroids to me.

I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.

To just let go, and not pick everything to death. To just let go and enjoy what you had. To just let go and not make everybody around you miserable with your own internal dialogue. To just let go and be happy. So simple. So difficult. So terrifying.

I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.

But we were all young once. It passes, like innocence and a sense of fair play. The only thing left in the end is a good instinct for survival.