Sunday, March 14, 2004

Feeling the wind

What an incredible weekend! Abe and I headed down south and checked into the hotel. After debating what to do about dinner, it was off to India House in LoDo. Tandoori, nan, was all excellent. And it was nice to have a grown up dinner with a good friend too. We had a great conversation and caught up on all the news and info we'd been missing. It's hell when your schedules don't let you spend time with a good friend! Back to the hotel for a bottle of Riesling, and it was a very successful day! We got up the next morning for breakfast and then off to Fort Collins for an oil change. PetsMart, lunch at Olive Garden, D&G Pet Store on the way out of town, and the outlet malls on the way back to Denver. I love a little retail therapy!

Some of you are familiar with my "60 degree theory." You know...when the temperature outside reaches 60 degrees, gay men go into heat. It's true! Of course, it could have something to do with the fact that all the guys start taking off clothing when it gets warm. No, Linus, kilts don't count. ;) Sorry bud. At any rate, Abe and I discovered another side effect of warm weather. BABIES. Small children too! They were everywhere at Olive Garden. Abe had a difficult time not going into convulsions, but handled herself admirably. She re-avowed that she was born without a biological clock and that taking care of her bird Dora was more than enough parenting, thank-you-very-much. I, on the other hand, kind of enjoyed seeing all the little bundles of joy running (and screaming) around.

No, I'm not running out to find a surrogate. I'm happy being the father of two bouncing baby dachshunds! Watching all the kids reminded me of the youthful joy and enthusiasm we all used to take in simple, ordinary things. Kids can take such pleasure in anything and everything! I'm not certain when or why we lose this ability, but I want it back! Abe and I did make a valiant effort this weekend, though. We (re)discovered the magic of wind. In our hair, buzzing about the inside of the car, reminding us it was a beautiful day outside. We drove a LOT of the weekend with the sun roof open, occasionally even opening the windows too. The open air felt so good, and even if tinged with a hint of Denver's finest smog, it was refreshing to say the least. During the day the sun warmed us. At night, the moon bathed us in soft velvet.

Yup...everything happens for a reason. We didn't get into a rush about anything, something I haven't been able to say for a long time. We didn't stress over what was next, what time it was, or what we had forgotten. We just talked, spent time together, and enjoyed each other's company. Does it get any better than that? I hope I can take more time do things like that...often and soon.