Tonight was definitely good - glad we went with being social. I got lost on the way to Jaymi's again, I don't know how. But, arrived to see two of my favorite guys in the world. There are friends you have fun with, and friends who make you feel happy - and when you've got people who do both, life is wonderful. I was well-nigh frustrated with the events of the day when I came in, but I was laughing again within half an hour. Okay, and I was borrowing body heat from Tony again. Yeah, it's partly just an excuse to be in contact, but seriously, he is WARM!
We were working on decorating Jaymi's place for Christmas. My traditions refuse to believe that people all get together and decorate without playing Christmas music, so Micre put the stereo together, I darted out to my car to grab music, and life was good. My Rivertribe cd, and a cd I put together early last December - Jaymi confirmed that my music tastes are rather eclectic.
I have a confession: I like cookie dough. Jaymi set down the law that I must wait to have cookie dough until everyone had an opportunity to have cookie - as soon as they came out of the oven I was munching. :)
Working on the tree with Tony, working on the upstairs 'loft' with Micre, wearing a Christmas tree skirt ("It looks good!" "Really? I thought it was a little revealing."), listening to Christmas techno and Christmas pipes, waiting for cookies, laughing and trading jabs and joy.
For two instants tonight - once while we were both working on the tree, and once while we were standing in the kitchen with cookies (I resent that sippy-cup comment, by the way, love :) ), I caught myself wondering again. A good deal of it's Christmas everywhere, and being raised that Christmas is about family - but I started wondering what Christmas would be like if we were a family. I quickly erased that and went for the less-confusing being-happy-in-the-moment part of life. It's good to be in love during Christmas.
Caught in the circle we'd created with the couch, the chairs, the tree, and the piano, the only light coming from the tree Tony and Sara had lit, we were sitting against the couch where Jaymi and Dan were sitting (one giving the other a foot massage, I believe), I was almost falling asleep on his shoulder, Micre was tapping out the rhythm of the Aborigine carols on my knee, Sara was looking beautiful and for once distantly quiet in the low light, we were talking about music and memories, laughing and thinking - and I remembered - Friends are the family you choose for yourself.
A merry Christmas it shall be - it has already begun.
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