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While tonight is not a feed night, one had been missed. This is never an issue, sometimes I miss, sometimes they miss, life is messy. So, to make it up, I was invited to a party. One of the young ladies graduated tonight. So a dinner was being held for her. It wasn't extremely packed, but there were a number of folks there. I know the primaries, holding the dinner, which helps. I met several families and members of each of the couples family, in-laws, parents, a nephew, and such. I won't remember names, but I might remember the associations. His sister and brother-in-law, her sister, their parents. The Mr. knew how to do the introductions, from a male perspective. The thing I love about hereabouts is that, when invited to a family gathering, people are just... how to put it... real. And they are quite open. I'll bet the brother-in-law, for example, is a hoot, and yet a practical friend to have. And my friend's father is... just plain father. You can tell he has raised em', and now is comfortable just being grandpa. But he is a patriarch, have no doubt.
It was good to get out and meet real people. People who know people I know, and vise versa. Generally when I meet people, neither of us know the other from Adam or Eve. And, with my sleep cycles and blue periods, it's difficult for me to maintain the sorts of relationships most folk take for granted. In some ways it is like being banished to being a city-folk! Of course, being who I am, and while I like male companionship, the thing I miss the most are womenfolk. Not just for romance, just for the shy appreciation of the feminine and loose civil companionships.
I decided a minor ode, of sorts, was due.
Just some thoughts after a little feminine association. Yeah, I'm... easy. But... why not. I'm not married yet, I can be. *blink blink*
Nice dinners with nice social interactions are nice. :-)
ReplyDeleteActually, they are beneficial. We, by nature, are social beings although some of us don't need to be as social all the time as others.
Oh, lovely video tribute to the feminine, hellboy
ReplyDeleteI would be much more social if I could be. Luckily I am not the type to go stir crazy either. I wouldn't be a socialite type, but a couple of shared meals with various folk a week, and maybe a beer with some fellow 'lads' once a week. Just can't get to it.
ReplyDeleteHmm. I might think women are half crazy. And I might not think of them as strong. And this or that, too. But I sure like them, just as they are. I suppose I just wish they were as comfortable with who they really are as I am. The songs vids just sort of... expressed what I do think of women?
Yes, we can only be 1/2 crazy since the other 1/2 ( the crazier 1/2) is hogged by the men. :-)
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ReplyDelete*grins*